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Heart of pure gold and strongest steel
Embodiment of love made real

Both powerful and gentle are her hands
Much like the feet on which her ground she always stands

Tenderness she does possess
Along with the fierceness of a lioness

And you will never know the extent of her worth
All the days you walk the Earth
A stolen glance a
Playful wink
Love eternal sworn in ink
Teacher confiscates the letters
Forced to read
Out loud
Beautiful sonnets that would
Make Shakespeare proud
 Apr 2016 Tejas Srivastava
Rgc
DREAM
 Apr 2016 Tejas Srivastava
Rgc
Lost in the world with no dreams
is living not in this world ,
Shedding tears over shadows of past
and dreaming if things yet to happen .
But dream you must for you to last,
and not only dwell in that den
with the most heeded lesson 'Try again'.
Must we sail with care in this life,
against anger and waves of danger .
Must we refrain?
else, if you are struck amidst strife
then shine alive , like a sun
Awakening to reality,
from a daylight dream ..
 Apr 2016 Tejas Srivastava
Rgc
The wind blew hard
the candle's flame
like a sword
fought in a lonely bay .
And nature set to be a role model
Engraved the story
of the candle struggling ,
with it's energy bubbling .
Wind never wanting flame to win,
making it's character dim.
But still the candle fought
with all it's might
for all that was right  .
 Apr 2016 Tejas Srivastava
Rgc
I lie on the ground
and stare into space,
the stars start to move,
into the shape of your face.

I see you there now,
looking down at me,
with that cute little smile,
that I like to see.

You say "close your eyes",
"tell me what you see",
I see only two people,
just you and me.

We're walking the shoreline,
with our feet getting wet,
the horizon turns pink,
as the sun starts to set.

Now the time has gone by,
through laughter and tears,
These days I shall cherish,
for years upon years.
Those memories we have,
shall never fade,
For those are the steps,
that we have made.

That was the past,
the future is near,
I anxiously wait,
for what will appear.
  Everything will be wonderful,
till you're near.

— The End —