He is the darling of my life, The sweetest, yet sometimes the sourest I still have the vibe of love in me The one which I had first The day I met you…
I saw a brother in you My guide, my secret keeper My confidante and love of my life The spring of love hiding in me, I poured it to you, until the day You said, you never loved me as a sister
You said you loved the woman’s body in me And, I must be with you forever… The spring of love transformed to Mountain of furious rage inside me After each minute, it turned to a gargantuan mountain
Acquiesce is not my thing, I say to you But a woman’s mind, unpredictable it is The rage of anger turned to love for sometime I didn’t want to lose him There was powerful flow of emotions… No I cannot do this… I Plead and beg you; be the way I am to you
But no, you came near me, Clutched me in your arms, I could even feel the heart beats.. You are closer than the closest… But the stillness scares me.. I look at you and say I have my man waiting for me yonder…. And I leave you forever…..
Unthinkable. Lithograph of a malaise. I cannot talk. Will you abandon the thought and care about the drowning dawn? The bandaged ego of the book threatens the reader. Come and solve the puzzle of poetry. Everything was quiet except the
The boys are bathing in the river, The scene I will forget never, They are jumping and playing in the water, It is a joy forever. Every moment the calm ripples are coming to them, They are breaking those in
Forever Pain seems like a beautiful concept, as I sit contemplating your demise. I gazed into eyes constantly deceitful in nature, I guess that would explain you ignorant behavior. Love seem like it would last forever, but thoughts of selfishness