Poetry

As we walk the path

Sangita Ahmed
Sleep dearly, my love,
Paint your thoughts in hues of
Wild laughter, warm embrace,
passion and promises shared. Fears of losing, tears of outrage
Precious gems from innermost core
Pain sanctified in purity
Of two pulses, beating in one rhythm Sleep on, my love,
Let your soul soar high
In sheer madness of joy
Till euphoria frees our souls Before reality hovers
Above our heights
To bring us down
To the abyss of life But till then
Let love linger
In sensual surreal slowness
Savour fleeting eternities Till then,
Let us feel, touch, revel
Let smiles, sadness, contentment
Merge as one
As we walk the path
That forks ahead.
Sangita Ahmed writes poetry and is a broadcaster