My lady

Eons of intimacy, still the one I dote on;

My lady, embodiment of mother beauty,

My ecstasy and salve to my sorrow,

Thou shall always be embraced and recalled

Until my soul gets rid of my mortal body,

Till the end my life exhales the final breath

And the last beat of my aching heart;

Beautiful as you, no woman I’m smitten by,

But you, my all-time darling, so calm as the ocean,

You ne’er let my joy dissipate but with tender words,

Always enamored you had me of you.

But now you say me tired of years’ long bond

Out of blue, throwing me deep down in the dumps-

The sting you ne’er put on my jolly heart;

Berserk to be, shattered the innocent heart is,

Discerning that once amorous soul has now changed

And ditching away the hapless wretch to despair;

My lady, adornment of my life and my solace,

What about the dreams we dreamt together?

The dreams of our matrimonial lives and blissful home,

Divine offspring to be born and the eternal togetherness,

The reverie of rejoicing our anniversary till the end

And watching the time run with our hands entwined;

What about the promises swore to each other?

The promise of incessant love for one another

And to never leave each other’s back no matter what…

Desire still unsullied, my precious covetable angel,

Never will you be forsaken, but the mounting wish to have you

And to love always my heart only aches for you;

But like never before, palpitating my heart with fear

Of being forsaken, denied and loathed, for I sense

Rise of repugnance in you and the hatred maybe;

Still then breathing on with the hopes to be fulfilled one day

And waiting for the time when we will be together

Where we will live our dreams and promises remembered;

My lady, joy of my life and the reason I breath still,

Ask me not of severance for I can’t love you lesser

But you’re the one I love to bits and my soul

Would only rip apart the day you leave me.

For a while, if that makes you happy,

Prepared I become for the severance, but

Reminiscences of our happy moments and the jealousy

Of you being with another man wouldn’t let me.

With love, Karma