It is hard to vent the feelings,
Too abstruse they are ---
They make me delve in bitter happiness,
In prison walls, and
In garden of roses.
It was all of a sudden,
When things happened and things changed;
When I discovered my arcane love,
Yes – it was too late to break away !!!!!!
These years I have tried to conceal the ardor,
Giving way to the tears,
Happy as the flowed down,
Making the verity of my love.
Eternity seems even too small,
Let a time reduce to seconds;
Even within that I have known you,
Like Eve in the Garden of Eden.
Times when our words ,
Gave birth to poems;
We were unaware of their onomatopoeic nature,
But may be our hearts did.
Distance becomes too abstract a term;
It has never been hostile to me;
I accepted it like I have accepted you, unharmed by the Cupid’s arrow.
My eyes—open just to look at my phone,
To know you too have woken up ;
Our daily experiences shared,
Even though we were always apart,
Tell me, you always knew I was there .
May be I was too asinine,
But I am too weak to destroy a dimension,
Whose provenance has been my heart,
Whose air—my life !!
These lines do not require an adroit hand,
They are not here to be apothegm;
These are just mere words,
Written in love , pain and tears.
