Love’s Test

Distance, a barbed wire fence, stretching taut between us,
Miles whisper doubts, seeds of fear silently discuss.
Your dreams take root across the sea, a future I can’t hold,
My world constricts, a garden choked, a story left untold.

Will love, a fragile vine, reach out, its tendrils intertwine?
Can it bridge this growing gap, defy the hands of time?
Each call, a lifeline thrown, a whispered, “I love you still,”
But silence hangs heavy in the air, a question love can’t kill.

Yet, in this crucible of miles, a strength we don’t foresee,
Our love, a blacksmith’s hammer, pounding out fidelity.
Though oceans churn and nights are long, our bond begins to mend,
With every message, hopeful song, a love that will transcend.

This test, a tyrant in disguise, a trial both harsh and cold,
But should we weather its icy grip, a love more fierce unfolds.
The sweetest fruits, they say, require patience and the sun,
And through this distance, love will bloom, a battle bravely won.

For love, once tested, shines anew, a beacon in the storm,
A bond reforged, forever true, a love forever warm.

-Vedha Singh