Ab Imo Pectore

A Poem by Vicky Deka

An endless love just begin....

Enamor my love, thou fairy of mystic land,
Dwell in my heart, O’ far behind as I stand,
Doth make my day, with thy eyes so pretty,
Young shall she forever stays,
For her tales are sung from every town to city.
Many lived, for few hath experience
The beauty that hides in her delirium,
Whereon others may still condemn thy eloquence
For ‘twas like the flowers that dances with elegance,
Ludicrous behemoth thy devoured
With me thou shall always get empowered
For I dream thy eyes all day and night,
Conceive in thy beauty,
Thou shall never leave my sight.