“What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?”
Thus wrote the Bard,
and true poet, I, by his words abide,
for if the lover be from the heart
all Heaven and Gods, to me denied!
Then come, the wrath of seas
come devouring wave and tide,
if the lover be kept from me, eternity
is my grave, for I have drowned,
for I have died…
© Isha Garg
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