To My Inseparable

To My Inseparable - 7

I was going through my emotions about you when I realized,

I am grateful to God, to have got a girl like you,
Standing with me all the time, even during thunderstorms.
I am thanking God, for bringing us together,
From different cultures, to tell the world, what a bond of true love is.

I laugh at naysayers when they say true love is only in literature,
Words come from love, which inspires me to write epics.
How cool it will be, with you by my side,
For me to find, how life is truly lived,
Full of love and adventures.

I am surprised at the creator, not to have missed a bit,
while binding together, love and beauty, to create a perfect you.
I am bewildered, to know how a part of me, loves me,
More than I ever loved anyone, or ever will.

I am happy about how the world has become worthy,
For me to live and cherish, despite all the odds.
It’s love that makes life beautiful, just like you!

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तुम जैसी चमकती तारे नहीं पूछलो रात में उन्ही से सही चाँद ने बोली में हूँ न सही बोलो सूरज ने बोला सही की नहीं क्या तेरी सूरत किसी से मिली मेरी प्यारी जैसा कोई जग में नहीं दुनिया में खूभी तुम जैसे नहीं कोशिश किया पर सफल न हुई सूरज तो एक ही देखा और कही चमकती हो तुम सूरज जैसी ठीक सही सच नहीं तो प्यार तुम से कैसे हुई तुम नहीं तो वहां मैं कभी नहीं सोना तो एक ही है सोचके सोया नहीं इतनी सुन्दर होकर तुम क्यूँ पास नहीं सच में तुम एक ही हो और कोई नहीं मेरे पास में ही रहथि हो क्यूँ और कोई

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