There's a story of a lonely childhood,
A saga of a musical teenage,
And an account of a painful youth.
There's a poem of romantic adulthood,
An epic written in the search for love,
And your sign in a moment of truth.
There's one desire in my heart untold,
A thirst that is yet unquenched,
And your name on its walls of blood.
My HP Poem #1891
©Atul Kaushal
