Healer Of My Soul

Love you,
For loving me.
'me'
Imperfection personified! !
For listening to my jargon
No judgements,
No strings tied.

Love you,
For holding my hand
and leading me
Through this
Crazy haze of time.
For waiting for me
To come by,
When the castles of my dreams
Lie shattered
and homeless, pathless,
aimlessly i wonder by.

Love you
for healing my soul
When bruises would hurt
And wounds bleeds endlessly.
For believing in me,
Though most of my truths
Sounds like big white lies.

Gods must have known
cause they are very kind,
They sent you to me,
As if they knew
At this point of time,
I was too broken to go on living,
Too fragile,
To even die.
you gave me back my rainbow wings,
And a destination to fly.
Your radiance,
Illuminating,
The darkest,
The deepest recesses
Of my life.

Love you
For loving me.
'Me'
Imperfection personified.

poem by Anjali Kakati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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