auroville

spending the last week with you...
in the greens of auroville..

coming across ur fears.. feeling ur pain deep in my skin..
my love for u has gone deeper...
deeper than my understanding.. deeper than any logic..
deeper than my self..

it hurts immensely when i see you looking at the blank....
searching for the ghost that tortures ur soul...

it hurts.. to be so close yet so distant.. that i cant kill that ghost in ur thoughts...
one day my love... it will go.. .. for..ever...

my love will win it over.. the devil that tortures ur soul..

that day.. i will.. i will.... celebrate diwali..
when ur soul will be free.. from fears.. from tears.. from pain....

in the greens of auroville.. we made love.. so pure.. so serene..

walking by the cactus.. i felt the thorns...

but my love.. i trust life.. to be fair.. to soulful.. souls..
hold my hand.. and walk away..

far away from your past... far away from your fears... far away from your pain

my love.. my life.. we will celebrate diwali soon.