The call of the wilderness......
that reaches my ears.....
is in reality.....
the voice of my Sweetheart.....
which is beckoning me.....
drawing me towards her.....

 This daughter of the nature.....
adorn in white dress.....
made of Jasmine flowers.....
is looking like a bride.....
waiting for my arrival.....

 The rays of the morning sun.....
are the Tiara on her forehead.....
those tiny little dew drops.....
looking like the tears.....
which she had shed.....
crying for her beloved {ME}.....
who does not seem to come.....

 This beautiful bride carries.....
an elegant aura around her.....
her gown made of the Mist.....
the wind that is her Smile.....
that soft Tender Touch.....
of my sweet little pixie.....
caressing my Entity.....

 Oh my sweet wilderness.....
why are you far away.....
waiting for me with passion.....
that becomes an endless pain.....
to be borne by you.....
and I suffer here.....
trapped in a Tangled Web.....

 Like the mosquito.....
about to be swallowed.....
by the Cruel Spider.....
that is called Life.....
the vicious circle.....
completes its orbit.....

 The end of this Love.....
it is not yet known.....
maybe the Destiny.....
is thinking of something.....
this strange Love story.....
of a man and the Wilderness.....

 But then love always seeks.....
the feeling, the solitudes.....
the Heartbeats & Silence.....
which sings a song of Love.....
in the language of eyes.....
some imagination, some Tears.....

 But the thing that makes.....
love ageless & Timeless.....
is the separation of Lovers.....
as we imagine.....
thinking about each other.....
creating an image.....

 no face, no physique.....
no beauty, no ugliness.....
an inspiration for the other.....
to survive and to sigh.....
in memory of the beloved.....

 What a feeling it's so divine.....
may the God bless me.....
again with your Love.....
in Lives to come in the Future.....
to let me Shed those Tears for you.....
Me and my Solitude.....

~Shashwat~

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