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Take me to the end of time
To see the sparkling rays of golden sun
Take me to the end of time
To see the blushing pout of roses red
Take me to the end of time
To feel the wind on my fingertips
Take me to the end of time
To feel an angel's kiss on my face
Take me to the end of time
To hear the melody of hopping birds
Take me to the end of time
To hear sweet murmur on your lips
Take me to the end of time
And hold me close
To your heart and soul...
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The last verse is so beautiful................
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Kalpana!
DeleteThe last lines give such a magical touch to this poem. In the moment of being held so close, the life is bound to reach the end of time, nothing will hold any importance after that.
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton, Anamika!
DeleteSo romantic! Alana
ReplyDeleteWow, it's magical and almost transported me to the end of time. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, K!
DeleteBeautiful! It almost felt like a prayer. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Payal!
DeleteBeautiful lines, they took me to a picturesque world :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton, Vid!
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