Afraid!

I was afraid of heights when I looked down from the mountains
I was afraid of the roaring  stream lest it take me to the deep abyss

But since I attained the Treasure Trove of your company
I fear even a minute's separation from you

Each and every second away from you feels 
Like the painful blows of a Blacksmith's hammer

Each and every moment spent in your arms
Acts like a healing balm soothing me back to health

Poets have always lost their sobriety when in love
And have sung painful ballads for their beloved

Who can understand this pain but myself
As I traverse the thorny road to your blessed company

I have driven away the false pretenses and prejudices in my heart
To build a palatial mansion of pure love for you to reside in!

Long tortuous route

A long tortuous route I took
After falling head over heals in love

Blows aplenty I received from the
Serrated arrows of attachment and love

The ego reared it's ugly head at times
To deliver blows of it's own 

Pain and heartache combined with strife 
This seemed to be my lot in life

And yet overpowering all this is an infinite love
Your  presence acts like a healing balm to every wound

I would weather a million such storms 
To be with you eternally.