hear my plea, my lament
of my desires that doth torment
of my sincere love, that stays dormant.
would you perchance meet my lover,
when quenching thirst of a parched earth,
nurturing life everywhere but here.
would you tell him, how i stood
undeterred brave defiant in the face of death,
amidst the storms that razed our homes.
would you thank him on my behalf,
for the privilege of carrying an angel,
in my heart mind and soul temple.
would you tell him, what i endure
to love and to keep my love pristine pure,
amidst cheap glittering worldly allure.