Was there a need, <br />For thou, <br />To say I’m sorry. <br />thou called me divine, <br />A goddess, <br />God’s emanation of love, <br />Noble quality’s treasure trove. <br /> <br />Call nay fool thou art, <br />Inebriated by ephemeral youth, <br />Led by blind folded truth, <br />Rendered powerless by the power brute. <br />Thou say, <br />I, thy golden destiny, <br />Nay, <br />Not say thou ridiculed me, <br />But exalted me to divine status, <br />Who descended, <br />To expand thy world tiny, <br /> <br />Just as thirsty needs water <br />And not water needs thirsty, <br />Likewise I needed your love <br />And not love needed me. <br /> <br />You have my heart dear, <br />Full of kindness and love <br />No need to beseech me for love, <br />Thy trove always be filled <br />Under the canopy of my wide heart. <br />The moon, the stars, the constellations, <br />Stand witness of my words depart. <br /> <br />18-11-2008<br /><br />ANJALI SINHA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-need-to-say-sorry-in-top-500/
