A ‘Not-So-Pleasant’ Love Song!

A Not So Pleasant Love Song! short poem

Being in love is a funny term

An uncomfortable, constant squirm.

Life, longing, touch and pain

Everything at once, goes in vain

You can’t see this, you won’t do that

And all of a sudden, what are you looking at?

Dreams decay and truths expose

Togetherness becomes a frozen pose

A blank stare, loitering around

Untouched moments, no trace of sound

Rose petals falling apart

A lonely, staggered, wounded heart.

Get up one day and hold her close

Spare him of your instruction overdose

Look at her and kiss her eyes

Don’t over-react on his size and lies.

Take a day off, do your own things

Count your breaths, spread your wings

Too much of love and all that pretence

Understand, at times, nothing makes sense

Love yourself and then the other

Stop being her dad, and his mother

Love is over-rated, companionship stays

Bring on the colors, shed off those greys

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Chandrama Deshmukh is a writer by profession and a poet by passion. Moonlit Monochrome is her first collection of English poems. She has authored two books of Marathi poems. A storyteller of sorts, the moon is her muse. Poetry for Chandrama is that one streak of silver lining amidst the chaos of life. Being an avid reader, photography enthusiast and a part-time playwright, she believes nothing touches her soul the way poetry does.Buy a copy of Moonlit Monochrome - Amazon.com | Amazon.in | FlipKart | Infibeam | Smashwords | Google Play | Amazon KindleWhat Is Moonlit Monochrome?I am picking up pieces of life And handing them over to you. Dipped in words. And longing. This book is a map of my soul. My moonlit monochrome.- Chandrama
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