Dear river,

The soft thrumming of your rippling water
as it glides past by;
Whether smoothening away the rough edges
Or slaughtering the obstacles come by.

In either way, you're a destruction;
a destruction so enthralling—
ready to enclose the agonizing gap,
Only to engrave your name onto the heart of your love.

Your beloved sea.

The thornfilled voyage doesn't make you cease;
Even after your destination is reached.
The sea doesn't stop either;
Even after it is solely filled.

Filled with you.

You continue to make your way upto the ocean—
over and over again;
The same way like the ocean has always space for you—
even if it's full;

So full of you.

You're ready to die and born for each other,
You thrive for each other;
a love unlike anything I've ever captured.

with
love,

♛