A dream, I have lived for a decade

The first time I saw her, I wasn’t just blinded

By her resplendence, or astounded by her grace

Though I was a kid maturing through years

To me she was the angel through space

Only when she stood beside me

I first knew what a heartbeat symbolizes

Experienced what the rush of adrenalin is

Discovered the feeling of irresistibility

Some are carved by the greatest artist of all

While a few are blessed with talents of all

But this dream I felt through my heart and bones

Was more than an amalgamation of one and all

Her honest eyes were no less of effulgence

Her innocent smile was no less of an arrow

She wasn’t a piece of beauty carved off

But a persona to respect, to be proud of

Years through years, I lived a dream

The most beautiful dream I have ever seen or could see

And while I knew it’s like a moon you can never hold

The passion, the feeling, the emotion were all but cold

Her presence still brings me the smile

Which nothing else in the world has ever

Her words still instil a hope

Even when others have lost it forever

While the world has changed over a decade

And so have I and people I know or knew

But one thing which still is ever constant and steady

Is what I have always felt for this angel.

Do I like her? Or, Am I crazy?

Do I respect her? Or, am I obsessed?

Do I revere her? Or, am I just creepy?

I do not know, haven’t known in 10 years...

She ain’t just a lady my soul desired

She is a dream I have lived for a decade

An inspiration I have kindled in my heart

A faith I have never let die...

---Sriram