Burn All Boats

No way to give up

Photo by Pablo Heimplatz on Unsplash

In every heartbeat,
you hold a place,
Meaning so much,
love’s sweet grace.
Not a moment without you,
I’ve known,
In these nine months,
seeds of love were sown.
Bridges and boats,
I’ll set them ablaze,
No turning back,
in your love’s maze.
Through highs and lows,
I persist,
In your love,
my heart will subsist.
Near surrender,
when hope seemed thin,
Allah’s help arrives,
a new journey begins.
Words fail to capture what I mean,
A story untold,
emotions unseen.
One day,
the story will be told,
How Allah’s grace,
my heart did hold.
For now,
in every line and rhyme,
My love for you stands the test of time.