Dear Diana, I hope that you shall recognise,
Your captain Steve, once end all the forms of life.
Every memory of you, I shall remember,
Every dear detail of you, till every thirty-first of December.
Long would have my life perished,
Had you not existed, the war would have left even me impoverished.
Every detail I remember, from the island to the plane,
Be it a moment of our sorrow, or of our own gain.
As the seas had made me lose my fight,
You dragged me out,with all your might.
Moments which I spent, reviving on the beach,
While you questioned,whether I was a man, or a leech.
Out on the beach, we fought a war,
For you it was Ares, for me it was his men from afar.
Never had I thought, that I'd feel for you,
But all of us have feelings, fresh as the early morning dew.
It was me because of whom you lost Antiopie,
I knew that to you,this was beyond a mere catastrophe.
You protected me when your people almost got me killed,
That was when,for you my heart had filled.
As I gently bathed,in this water from heaven,
You burst right in, right when the clock struck eleven.
In front of you, I stood as I was,
Purely naked, when you questioned me what it was.
Oh, just a watch, said I,
Which helps you mind time,as it flies by.
Yes Diana,time controls us,
Even if we object,minding it is our daily impetus.
As you dress up as my wonder woman,
I sometimes think,whether you're better than any other fellow human.
You proved your worth,as you are,
My queen, an Amazonian from afar.
Moments of exasperation, as we move into the city,
Dear Old London,not within the war's proximity.
You tussle a child,I hold you back,
Diana,he wasn't of clay,But from a reproductory sack.
As I have you trying attire two hundred twenty six,
I wonder, why my heart is still on you, affix.
Carrying your sword,with all elegance,
You emerge out,as my true figure of bravery and tolerance.
History,which you created at the front,
Is worth credit,because the entire world owes you, feelings undaunt.
Dear wonder woman,You'll be mine forever,
Until we try specific things, called endeavour.
Every time,my dear, you see your Ares,
I see the spark in your eyes,thinking of crushing ludendorff's berries.
None have I seen,as caring as you Diana,
The world doesn't deserve you,everyone here's a hyena.
I'm your eyes,as I see the disappointment,
As the kiling of ludendorff doesn't end the predicament.
I see the tears of sorrow,
Which predict,that without you,there'll be no tomorrow.
Waiting here,as I set out for my final mission,
I see you fighting Ares,putting hate in you as a transmission.
You are the Godkiller,my dear Diana,
It's time for you,to emit out your holy manna.
You strike your blow,making Ares fall,
I reach your ears,this will be my final call.
I shall always miss you,You are my charm,
I wipe a tear,as my watch sets off my final alarm.
Nearing the plane, all I hear,
Is "Steve, don't leave my dear".
As I drive the plane with hydrogen inflammable,
I think to myself, that my sacrifice is unstoppable.
Here in the skies,as I perish,
Diana,our memories would be what I would cherish.
I'm just an average man,You know,
Not considered too average,in London, far below.
"I wish we had more time."
"I love you Diana. "
"I SAVE TODAY,
YOU SAVE THE WORLD."
-Anshuman Kar.
