Love Poem: Ring
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Written by: Meenakshi D H

Ring

Part of five, they are part of one
'Hand' they call, two like same
I belong to the left side.
Ring finger owns me as I'm the ring.
Round of silver,plain,perfectly fit
Lofty, for being a part of him
I shine, not my born gift
Rather, my existence lies with him.
I am the moon, for he is the sun.
His light makes me lit
and my light makes them turn
Gives hope to change their plight.
I feel each of his beat
Precious, as it should last forever.
I feel changes in his heat
Infrequently, as soft in temper.
Seen him switch cries to smiles
A solace for broken souls.
Has travelled life for miles.
A beautification, in memory my role.
He thinks and enjoys splendid
Smile bound by mesmirization
Grace brimming, flooded
Touch carries divinization.
Being something to him,someone with
Essence inecense and soft as rose
I am grateful and thankful for being
'THE RING OF THE LORD'