Love...

he sees her in the garden,
and his heart skips a beat..
not a word he speaks, not a gesture he makes..
we know thats how they met,
all they know is LOVE..

she sees him at the grounds,
and the chains at his feet...
not an eyelid she bats, not a gasp she utters..
we know she knows the truth..
all they know is LOVE..

he sees her at the court,
and his heart fills with joy..
not a verdict he hears, no fear he feels..
we know he is guilty..
all they know is LOVE..

she sees him near the van,
and pain flows from her eyes..
not a word they speak, not a hug they share..
we know court gave him life,
all they know is LOVE..

he sees her standing there,
and knows she trusts he is true,
not a thing he desires, no justice he heeds..
we know he is wronged,
all they know is LOVE..


she sees them take him away,
and her world ceases to exist..
not a word she speaks, not a tear she sheds..
we know she is in shock,
all they know is LOVE..

he sees her collapse to the ground,
and knows its time to go..
no pain he feels, no wishes he has..
we know they are no more,
all they know is LOVE...

she awaits him at the garden,
and her heart skips a beat..
not a moment they are apart, no force keeps them away..
we know souls meet in heaven,
all they know is LOVE..

-Snehal

(phew! that was pretty melanchony..once and for all i guess.. these kinda poems are hard to write.. :-) )