Write me a letter my love
One that I will open
With bated breath
Write me a letter
With words of rare pulchritude
Words 
That will sear my heart
Words
That will awaken
A gale of passion
Inside me...
Before you leave
Write me a letter
A letter
I shall hold close 
To my bosom
When the nights are cold
And feel a quiver 
Of your embrace
A letter
That will bring
Your image to life
When I long 
To see your face
Write me a letter my love 


Poets Note:

I wrote this poem after realizing how beautiful letter writing was or is... I'm talking of an actual handwritten letter. It really sucks that technology kind of killed the art of letter writing. If in future a man will be interested in marrying me I would love for him to woo me using handwritten love letters... Yeah, I know what you are thinking, I should probably have been born in the 16th century.

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I am no boy scout
Nevertheless
I am always prepared
Prepared for the worst

You taught me that
To have pessimism in place of faith
To look for ghostly silhouettes on lit walls
To doubt my fortune

Before my birth I was prepared
To be deprived of my right
To go back to my creator
Before I am fully created

When I was born I was prepared
To spend a night in a litter bin
To be raised by hands of a different womb
To call the streets home

When I was of age I was prepared
To get only a drop of juice
From the fruits of my labor
To wallow endlessly in poverty and primitivitty