Tuesday, 19 September 2017

SPECIAL BOND


This is  a  special  bond.
Very powerful ,subtle and strong,
Vigilant ,active and scintillating than other bond,
Probably I long for it since long,
To seek the pleasure of it’s beauty,
To get entrapped in it’s ingenuity,
The ties of  connectivity,
With the obligation to  it’s authority,
My heart beats dance with gaiety,
The power of bond triggers my creativity,
I  see ,paint ,sing and pen with a new artistry,
My world smiles with its supremacy,
I  willingly  follow the   nuances  of it’s activity,
I pray for it’s longevity,
This bond has changed my perspective towards a charming individuality.


Monday, 18 September 2017

I can not move out



I can not move out….
You moved out,
shut your doors for me,
I am in the same place,
burning in your flames,
You erased the sketches ,
deleted my number,
Walked out smoothly,
as if we were two strangers,
I am stranded in the puddle of sensations,
On the verge of disgust ,
threw my mobile to the sputter,because
your smiling pic in the screen saver,
teases me,
My hands always eager to dial my darling's digit ,
It will be painful for me to delete your number
from the call list forever,
The ephemeral fire may not have burned you,
Yet the pleasure of burning will bounce me ceaselessly ,
I will cherish your memories till my death,
If ever you return then and inhale my ashes,
They will bear the smell of you.
Because I can not move out.

Saturday, 16 September 2017

I am sorry


I’m sorry..
Your two words kept me quite,
My pent up irritation vanished away immediately as the jet flight,
You didn’t come to our meeting spot,
Kept me waiting hours long,
Ignored my messages and phone call,
My eagerness mounted up with every foot step,
Which come closer to my door step,
My eyes were filled with your dreams,
My nose recognizes the perfume of your breeze,
With every knock, my beats speeds up ,face lights up,
My  spine chills with the undercurrent of flowering furnace,
In spite  of all my preparation ,you didn’t turn up,
My anger shot up,
I   busted out my rage  in front  of all those who were nearer,
My eyes couldn’t control the drops which are dearer,
My hands trembled  with fury,
But when you said the two magical words politely,
I’m sorry!
What next?
My ice started melting ,my fury flew away,
All those hours of worries ,means nothing to my dictionary,
Only thing concern to me is ,
You said sorry ,and I  will love waiting for you .

Friday, 15 September 2017

My story



One lazy afternoon,
While I am sleeping on my room,
All of a sudden some inactive neurons,
 started whispering, near my eardrum,
At first softly and smoothly,
When I ignored ,then it’s vigorous tap,
Forced me to hold my pen to jot down,
All that is expressed and unexpressed in my living room,
 The stagnant pool begin to flow from the jumbled paradox,
Which often chase me in my lonely hours,
I see and recognize every images that  comes to my dream,
Yet I get no words ,how to begin,
The low confidence in me   restricts with the wordings,
That I am not so worthy to appease praise from worthy,
Days passed and then years,
Seasons changed keeping pace in their frontier,
I see the blue sky and wonder,
Will thunder never vibrate me ,
Or my time will pass remaining  in slumber,
Surprisingly, the rain came with a broad smile,
Giving me bouts of shivering,
The sudden gust of wind tremble me with in,
My pleasures and pain began flowing,
Touching the boundaries and absorbing me in its ring,
The excitement I received is higher that my horizon,
I fell in love with the interesting filament,Poetry,
Poems Is something serious ,
I firmed this idea in the beginning,
 Now the scribblings  are my darlings,
RHYME OF RAIN  and FIRST RAIN  are my stories,
Some real and some imaginary.


Thursday, 14 September 2017

Return Please



One ,two ,three, four ,and more,
The drops of sweat trickles from my brow,
Sings the tale of my pain, to soothe your  core,
My  attempts to cool your rage ,seems slight tough,
But   ,one day I will surely persuade you,
how deep is my love for you,
Wipe out,  the incident from your surface,
Those infuriated to carry tint of bitterness in your cleavage ,
Believe me, my intentions are never to hurt you,
Rather protect you like a pearl within my coverage,
My earth longs for your fragrance,
Every article reminds me ,your absence,
Your demure attendance will flower my barren land,
Your presence will make me sing
The aroma of yours will bring rain,
My dry eyes  and  my vacant space waits for you,
Think of me and please return to my life.



Tuesday, 12 September 2017

O my Moon....

O my Moon….
O! Moon except you no one will understand me,
To you I confess ,to you I lay out my arms,
In front of you I react,
In front of you I act,
I am attracted to your rays,
Never give emphasis to the carters that lay,
In your bosom,
 For me it is  like the beauty spots in its optimum,
You are aware of my scratches,
You are conscious of my  dolefulness,
You know  my depth of cheerfulness,
I share every ounce  of my step to you,
As my best friend,hence,
I care your silent words,
 I search your luminous light when the dark clouds ,
Shield you during the rainy days,
I aspire to be your lover and beholder,
Who sings for you ,will  sing for you,
till my departure from the earth,
O Moon! This is my commitment to you.




Monday, 11 September 2017

POWER OF LOVE



I am wonderstruck with  this sensation,
So pleasant and  caressing ,that,
 my each atoms running with this vibration,
The tingling flushes is reflected in my reflection,
How it came ,how I am under it’s grip,
How I am in this  chain of bonding,
Is diverting my concentration.
It came slowly ,wrapped me in its silken robe,
Touched me and my inner chord,
Very delicately ,very passionately ,very elegantly,
Made me forget me from my whole,
My world changed accordingly,
Expectantly I wait ,hopefully I desire,
anxiously  I want the attention of the smiling Sky,
Now I want to enhance my glow,
Work hard to be perfect in every slope,
I long to swim in this perennial flow,
I enjoy   its torrential rainfall,
I get strength from its rising ebb,
The chain of affection is giving me strength,
I can fight like Don Quixote,
I can break the Great wall,
I can climb the Mount Everest ,
sail in Indian Ocean in one breath,
Encircling this beautiful feeling as my adoration,
This is the power play of the great feeling LOVE to my consideration.
.



Saturday, 9 September 2017

All of a sudden.......


All of a sudden,you said me bye,
Went offline ,keeping me thinking the reason why,
My day became dark ,
My mind became blank,
Your rude words keep on lingering ,
Stabbing me inside, piercing my heart,
I scrolled back ,checked and re-checked my actions and words,
Trying to find out my mistakes,
which might have hurt you and you decided to part,
Parting may be easy for you,
Throwing away is more easier,
But how can I part myself from my heart,
I wanted to call you and say sorry,
But my phone went on ringing ,
You didn’t pick up, my heart started sinking,
Passing time is now stinging,
How to confess my words to you, I am thinking,
My unstable soul loitering aimlessly,
To meet you ,whether in morning or in evening,
Your traces are hunting,
I started drawing your sketch in my paintings,
To cool your anger through my carvings,
With the passage of time ,my wound instead of healing,
Became more pinching,
Today all of a sudden when you responded to my wordings,
My world started flowering.

Friday, 8 September 2017

You in the air

You in the air… 
You came as a breeze,
Touched my bridge,
crumbled all the rocks,
Swaddled me ,from the wrecks,
Cuddled all my flecks,
Polished me ,hence I am standing in the deck,
Fearlessly , embodying you in the air,
The flickering candles made me bold,
The seasonal thunder spurs the vibration in my spinal chord,
My pulsation sings galore of soundless lyre,
I dream of gleaming stars catching fire,
My earth bloomed with hisses all-round,
Garden of mine chants your name time bound,
Your canopy is an intoxication,
To sail in it, is my fascination,
You fabricate me to drench in the showers,
Enjoy the sparkles in midnight hours,
But …….you departed as a hurricane,
Crumbling me to pieces again.

Thursday, 7 September 2017

First Rain



After that day ,I  closed  my chapters,
This  bore the fragrance of your stupors,
I conserved all the scented letters and kept it in the drawer,
Thought, let this never see the sunshine forever,
Wrapped it with a silken cover,
Preserved it in the bunker,
Aha! to my false impressions,
 I thought ,now I am relaxed from this structure,
Of  being in love  ,now never here after,
But I when I come across the cupboard,
I  inhale the  aroma of sealed letters,
I hear the messages of humid breeze,
I heart skips for the dancing rain,
My eyes hunt for variant rainbow,
Then my heart aches, for the first rain.
The drops which doused me once,
The rainfall which aroused me the glitter of romance,
The sprinkles of first rain still blush me,
With its astounding performance.

Wednesday, 6 September 2017

WILL YOU UNDERSTAND

WILL YOU UNDERSTAND
Will you ever understand the depth of my feelings for you,
Or you simply say ,it’s my hallucinations ,in which I sail through,
Very coolly you answered me,
very coolly you avoided me,
I am drowned in the whirlpool of emotions,
So it is not that easy for me to walk out,
It’s because I am habituated to weave you in my thoughts,
And you ,the queen of my bosom, occupied my soul,
Your slightest knock creates thousand verse,
In my pen ,you are the source,
You are my sunrise ,
You are in my dreams,
Without you, my existence barely persists,
In silence when I murmur your name,
Tears keeps rolling on, and I cannot retain,
You will not understand this because to you ,
I am a fool ,and I should remain cool,
I will try my best to compose my foolish heart,
Which all time beeps for you ,my sweet heart.
This you will not understand.


Sunday, 3 September 2017

Again

Your waves made me sail in the roaring ocean,
Again,
Your petals of rose filled the crystal glass,
Which was lying empty, since then,
Your click brings gloss to my cheeks,
I couldn’t help myself waiting for you,
Again,
My ink turned pink ,my eyes blink with new dreams,
I reverted all my possession,
which were once dearer to me in the archive dustbin,
Decided never to peep them ,
Again,
Its all because you wiped my tears,
Made me smile, cuddle me with your sentiments,
So I forgot the past frustration and firmed my mind to smile with you,
Again,
You calmed me with your assuring words,
All my agony vanished away,
Your presence brought relief to my heave,
Because of it, all my seasons turned to spring,
Again,
I started visualizing rainbow in clear sky,
I started whispering love rhymes,
I started taking care of my face ,
I started realizing how beautiful the world is,
Again,
For you,
So thank you.


Saturday, 2 September 2017

The letter for you

The letter to you……
My dearest,
Don’t think these are only the alphabets written in ink,
Oh! dear these words are the echoes of my heart,
I print on it,
See the red ink, and see how eloquently my red heart wrote all these,
Last evening during my stroll in beach,
I missed you, your company , and ,our sweet exchange of words,
I walked with you hand in hand in fancy,
Your smiles and giggles l heard from the waves of blue sea,
You know ,the shinning Jelly fish on the beach couldn’t grab my attention,
Because all my attention was focused on thee,
The cool breeze brought bumps to me,
I started fantasying you with the whispering breeze,
I came back ,wrote some words to give meaning to this relationship,
Thought a lot ,practiced a lot to define this in one line,
After a long effort ,I concluded,
You are the incredible star of my life,
The fragrance that evoked fire in me.

Friday, 1 September 2017

Reflections too speak


The mirror today asked me,
Why do you look worn out and why sad?
I replied, I am not in good mood and so this look,
Curiosity reached its peak, the mirror asked the next bit,
Come on dear, something might have happened,
That’s why I see your lines and blemishes,
which always hide beneath your smiling face,
Oh! why you see so much ?, I wanted to shout ,
My dry throat chocked my voice and decided to remain quiet,
But how long can I avoid its sharp glance?
Hence opened my heart,
I said, days passed without seeing him,
From last two days no messages in WhatsApp,
No messages in messenger,
I am eagerly waiting for his phone call,
That too didn’t turn up,
The news channel say,
War is continuing in border area,
Many killed, few wounded,
Some lost in gun fire,
My heart now stopped beating,
Myself in anxiety ,counting fingers and praying the almighty,
To keep him safe ,with him I am alive,
Send him soon to safety, and please stop this notoriety .

Thursday, 31 August 2017

CONVERSATION


The boy with a lot of presumption asked the girl,
“What do you feel, when you don’t see me?”
After a long pause ,the girl replied,
I never miss you, never feel sad when I don’t see you,
The boy became hurt,
his eyes moistened with her unexpected answer,
Her smile and her words are now so disappointing,
His mind started weaving uncanny questions,
Now the puzzling query regarding this relationship,
Is bringing tears to his bright eyes,
Washed his face, then wiped his face with the hanky,
Asked her again ,Whom I’m you to ?
She in a soft tone replied ,
You are my breath,
You are my soul,
You are in my beatings,
Your image is reflected in the mirror, when I see myself,
Hence I never dishearten ,when I don’t see you,
Its you in my wall page,
I see you and blush ,I see you and smile.

Wednesday, 30 August 2017

BLOCKED


You blocked me in messenger,
My world stopped flowering,
From my blurry vision I found myself drowning,
I started searching the root 
from where the journey bloomed to shoot,
My sincerity and honesty to become close,
Here lies the knot,
All my attempts are now to re-define this friendship,
Towards a bond which is unique and strong,
Each approach failed,
each time I feel neglected,
Every time I wanted to avoid you from my mind,
You crop up with your amazing smile,
More beautiful and more refine than the previous depiction,
I couldn’t pull myself out from this well,
Because your thoughts are shocking,
Distressing me with in,
I couldn’t enjoy the beauty of nature,
Or enjoy the spice of food,
My earth centered on one orbit ,and I am unable to move,
Thousand time I want to express my words,
You avoid my glance ,you blocked your heart,
In state of depression my world is blocked.

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

I will paint you

I WILL PAINT YOU
I cannot smile with my parched lips,
I cannot drink with the lump in my throat,
I cannot gulp my food ,when hunger vanished from my floor,
I cannot sleep as I see you among the stars,
Oh! Can I not erase those stubborn acnes,
Which is caused ,due to your remembrance,
You came,
we smiled,
we blushed ,
We celebrate, then?
You went away giving me the acute pain in my throb.
Heavy breath and heavy thoughts of you is making me crazy,
Each second is excruciating ,hence I decided to make it memorable,
Through my brush……..,
I will paint you with devotion.

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

My sorcerer

My sorcerer.
Suddenly when my world surged with fresh air,
My dull earth smiled to fresh green,
Before I could realize my warm blood vessels,
my arteries sprouted to pink,
Your touch as a sorcerer, enhanced me,
To dream and I attempted to reach the heights,
Not for anyone, not for me
,but for you,
As your magical waves made me to sail in ocean,
I fear not drown in the tide,
Rather I enjoy the taunts of the ebb,
I feel myself dipping into it ,deeper and deeper,
This might be due to your influence, my sorcerer.
.

Monday, 21 August 2017

My Words

.
Silently you came,
Secretly I preserve,
Diligently I worship, 
Patiently I nurture,
Elegantly I paint,
Anxiously I wait,
Desperately I search,
Our fable in my verse,
My words were familiar with your thoughts,
My sky whispers the song of red rose,
My dreams crown with your buzz,
I live in the land of fancy,
With you in my fantasy,
Here I built the castle of love,
You by my side, I weave poems a lot,
You are my inspiration and
You are my soul,
With you my fable is colorful,
My earth says ,
with you my pages will always remain cheerful.

Saturday, 19 August 2017

I AM NUMB

I AM NUMB.
Though you came silently,
But you hit me as a storm,
Be ruffled me and silenced my norms,
Quietly I sing ,smilingly I buzz,
Eagerly I see and control my nerves,
Hence I watch the Moon, play with countless stars,
During day time I grumble ,
How soon the time will pass, 
I imagine thousand thoughts ,and imagine thousand words,
All to share with you ,
I dream to pour out my fervent fable,
In front of you ,long to hear your view,
How much it affects you,
I prepare, I rehearse ,I practice a lot in silence,
But words choke my vocal nerve,
Keeping me numb again in front of you.

Monday, 14 August 2017

You are special

YOU ARE SPECIAL
You are special to me,
Not because you are different ,
and your position is special in my dictum,
You smiles in my diction,
My wall brightens with your fiction,
my beats fluctuates with rotation,
All that is according to the situation
My pounds become heavy, when
I see myself crazy,
And your reflection peeps hazy,
In my dreams to make me crazy,
Crazy to see you ,
Interact with you,
Then all my special sentences crops up with fertility,
My alphabets flows in density,
my throbs become whimsical ,
My words pour out in decimal,
For you my special.

Sunday, 13 August 2017

WAVES


I said to the red sky…
I am not tired of counting the waves of the sea,
Rather,
I match my waves with the roaring numerous tides of it,
The evening sky then nodded its head,
And agreed with me,
Standing near the saline water,
I observed the waves
Coming to me ,
Touching me,
Enticing me,
Cuddling me,
When I start loving it ,enjoying its stroke,
Then the ebb abruptly departs,
I silently wait and watch its next motion,
Which then comes and dampens me ferociously,
Than the previous encounter,
The silken sand beneath my feet is,
Giving me an exhilarating feeling,
Slowing slipping from my grip to the vast sea,
The velvety touch is giving me bumps,
I wish now , the sensuous sensation to stay
little longer, as palpitation is pleasurable,
But ….
The waves don’t wait,
And it disappear to merge with the sea.

Saturday, 12 August 2017

Waiting



.
You made me wait,
And I waited un-complainingly, 
For your thump ,
for your sight,
For your words ,
for your giggles,
You didn’t give me a chance to convey my words,
To express my million of thoughts,
Which I skillfully managed capture in one thread,
Yes ,I prepared a garland of verse ,only for you,
You came,
You spoke,
You vanished away,
Left me quiet,
Quiet with my thousand alphabets,
Secreted among my shy lips,
You cann’t imagine,
how hard is for me to gulp down every bits,
The implicit words and the interval of waiting,
Is aching…….with the time’s interval more throbbing,
Evil thought is crippling me from inside,
My concentration is lacking,
I have no option left except waiting for you patiently.
.

Thursday, 10 August 2017

I wonder for the feelings

.
I wonder for this feelings,
For the unexplained sizzling,
For the paradox ,that is singing inside me,
All my dead cell and neurons ,
those are sleeping in movement of torpor,
Are active and euphoric,
An ecstatic pleasure I draw from my surrounding,
All of a sudden, the world around me seems more beautiful,
And me the most beautiful creation of the earth,
My world smiling and blushing and so is my facial tone,
I started liking day and night,
Dreaming as a child,
with lots unexpected questions playing in my mind,
The fairyland I sketch in my fancy,
Is wonderful ………,
The vibration which running in me is delightful,
I am cheerful to see my world colorful,
At the present I dance in the rain,
When the dark cloud occupy its place,
I hum in wrench,
My ears have become more pining,
I could hear the leaves whistling,
Strange thing is happening,
To me ….
I search in dictionary ,what’s happening?
To me…
Am I maddening ?
But this ecstatic pleasure is killing.
I wish If I could get a word to explain me the meaning.

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Your Entrance

You stupefied me with your amazing entrance,

Your guitar and your magical band,

All together and the bunch of rose in your hand,

The string of it sings of romance,

I couldn’t avoid my glance,

Loved your sunlight, 

Loved your rain,

Climbed the stairs of love ,without refrain,

Your brightness erased my strain.

Now I hum for the heavy rain,

My world changed to a new domain,

I laugh over and over again,

Your entrance titillate my veins,

your presence excites and ignite flames,

I wait not now for sunrise or sunset,

Rather fervently I wait for your arrival in my entrance gate,

My doors and windows are open, 

For you,and eyes fixed to the door bell.

My blinks now habituated to your tale,

I sleep finger-crossed,keeping thousand thoughts in my brain,

Thousand time I dream of you,

Thousand time I find you dashing,

More ravishing and captivating,

Even my weaving's lack to imprint your perfect figurine,

The current which runs in me for you is divine,

I love to live with this …….. in this lifetime.


Tuesday, 8 August 2017

My World

My world..
1.
I formed a lovely world inside me,
My eyes see you smiling inside it,
Every where I move ,from the frost to distant cliff,
I feel you with me,
I want you to know my where about,
I long to hear your voice from the clouds,
The cloud is well aware of my condition,
It knows how deeply I run with your emotion,
So I share my thoughts of you when I am lonely .
2.
Can you guess dear?
If I don’t hear you ,
I am numb,
Your company keeps me alive daylong,
I patiently wait for you in the dusk and dawn,
To take my oxygen to breathe on,
You snatched my sleep ,
Hence I stay awake with your dreams,
Here we sail together to the far-flung firmament,
Ride the earth with enormous strength,
And walk around the globe with in second ,because,
You are the world with in my world.

Monday, 7 August 2017

Happy Rakhsya Bandhan

To my dear brother,
Today is the celebration of this special bond,
Which is unique and very strong,
I know the depth and you know this from your core,
During childhood we fight like soldiers,
Become warrior if an intruder interferes our barrier,
You always protect me through your shield cover,
I feel safe and call you for help as if you are my troubleshooter,
Now when we are grown up,
No more fight and less we see each other,
Still I expect you to be on my side,
I expect you to lean your shoulders when I cry,
The strength of silken thread is nothing but,
Realisation to one another ……..,
How much important you are to me,
I feel proud to be your sister,
You are my darling brother.

Two Words For You


I
My little heart caged you,
My two eyes search you,
My words smile with you,
My world is filled with fragrance of you.

II
I wrap you in my sentences,
I weave you in my verses,
I hide you in my deepest place,
I paint you in through my brushes,
I meet you in my dream hedges.

III
Together we share some pleasurable moments,
Got attracted to this sweet beverage,
The cup of addiction binds your image in my bosom,
Among the roses you caught my attention,
You reign in my heart ,mind  here blank,
The power of you made me fly,
I hear your voice in dense sky,
Because,
You filled my blank space with your adorable impression.



Saturday, 5 August 2017

Writers are weird?


Writers belong to the weird zone,
They form their world of their own,
Live in dreams and wild imagination,
They don’t bother for the cup of affection,
Yes,they care for a little adoration to their creation,
Even in sleep ,they search words to present their expression,
They are soft,
they are tender,
they are fragile,
they are sentimental,
they are divine,
Emotions move them,
Incidents trigger them,
Then the words flow in them,
Hence the pen runs swiftly with out pain,
To release all that being stuffed inside their brain,
They are happy personal,
At the same time cry for every personal,
Feel pain for all that is emotional,
Their pen is their sword,
For them..
Pen is rescuer,
Pen is their respite,
With out pen they hardly survive,
They are gentle with words,
Because they know their words are their treasure,
It will keep them remembering for ever.
Please tell are they weird?

Friday, 4 August 2017

Pick Up My Call

Pick up the call ,my dear,
My beats and mind running in great speed,
My vision glued to the screen,
Shivering hands are pressing the buttons to hear your click,
But you are not picking up mine,
Thousands of thoughts crippling my brain,
The dominance of evil thoughts supremely reign,
First, I hate you for not attending the call,
Secondly I feel you ignoring my predictable call,
Thirdly I console my wounded heart,
Assuming you are busy ,so unable to hear my tap,

All my organs first act,
When the ring is not attended then react,
I apply balm to soothe my infuriated spark,
I never count the strings of watch,
Never look back to the tense past,
Except you,
Never accept soft glance,
To convince this to you is a herculean task,
O my stubborn dear!
You know me very well,
For God shake “pick up my heart”
Your sweet voice will cool down my lane.
My fingers are pressing the phone bell,
Pick up now ,for my sake……


Thursday, 3 August 2017

Expectations

Cautiously I step to the kingdom of bright stars,
I am careful of my ignorance,
Regarding  the path,
Of the vast sky,
Aimlessly I move, aimlessly I run,
Carefully pick up some stars to make myself compatible,
In this huge horizon,
As the time advances,
I walk confidently, smile broadly ,blush profusely,
I dance freely  among the dark clouds,
My chopped wings renew with new feathers,
My smiling braces indicates
My pleasure in adapting this place among the choices few,
Strangely I struck near the pregnant cloud,
How and when?
Is  a mystery for me till now,
I  gather some water from its storehouse,
Want to quench my thirst and walkout,
But I forget my route,
Wander hither and thither ,
Find myself walking alone and sad among the bright stars,
The hazy vision of mine centre on a particular view,
It’s thought encourage me to pen few,
My ink dried when I lost this familiar road,
I sigh, I whimper, yet never stop,
Rather I decided to absorb its brightness in my canvas,
Every day I paint sketches remembering the golden hours,
With at most care and affection,
Dreaming one day I will see the pole star in my rear view,
One day the star will wink to my pages,
Will glance to my sketches,
Will see my deep patches,
Will erase the ugly scratches,
Expectantly I advance.


Wednesday, 2 August 2017

The hole

Today I discovered the hole,
The hole in my heart,
Which pinches , which burns,
Its punch is so painful ,I crawl,
I crawl among the green meadows,
Among the scented tuberose, floating lotus,
And lily buds.
Their entrapping fragrance couldn’t trap me,
Their bewitching beauty couldn’t hold my vision,
The hole inside my heart aches,
The lump in my throat hurts,
I silently bear the bouts,
Expectantly waiting for your healing touch,
The magical touch will transform me to a cheerful persona,
You didn’t come,
Hours I wait,
Counted each second ,
The tragedy is you didn’t come,
My hole aches as the time advances,
You know very well your tone will enhance me,
Your fragrance will enrage my fairy tales,
You and I will travel in the sky to catch the stars,
Uff! you didn’t come….
My hole is burden, and aches….