"River flows"

Night full of dreams, brighter than the stars.
Heart full of patience, watching her afar.
Why is she lonely, in this concrete jungle?
When so many words to say, and so less time to mingle.

Turn me into a ghost, though dead but full of life.
Can roam around freely, with that scary knife.
To kill all her pain, all the loneliness she endures.
Hope one day I will be with her, note this for sure.

Will take away all her sadness, like a prayer to the soul.
Brighter and cheerful she will appear, with that unique beautiful mole.
Will embrace her so tight, and never let her go.
Because she is the reason, which makes this river flow.

By- R Gupta