Banks of river are never to meet..
yet the promise of splashes touching both ashore..
Far away distant lands, reach forbidden..
Yet undying wishes remain to explore..
Mirage brings the false hope of revival..
Yet quest goes on to traverse sands of time..
Millions of stars sparkling untamed in the sky..
Yet eyes seek to capture constellations sublime.
Cold heart, too heavy to be moved...
Yet hope to kindle stays immortal..
Weaving dreams around fragments of hope is in vain
Yet the feat lies innocent and so conceivable..