i am sure|
something, a gist i have conceived
tenderness and at the same time worldly and discrete
some moments are|
none of ones you do not want
you had waited endless, they were dots in your life
you had wanted them,endless
the people stay|distant
once you were close to
or go back?
the question|you dread to answer
put me off.
a degree of bitterness.
i naturally disdain.
and,once i am gone.
i hardly make return to roads
i don’t want take.
i have moods.that i can afford.
and my own.
too early, yet for me to say it
i am thinking|defining this word |’the-love child’
the more i think of it
more i walk into it
i breathe,the other something in me
the woman who knows what it means
the woman|who is best when she loves back
and still walks free|of love bondages
the concept is beautiful.
i understand our togetherness|in absence
i am just pleased|as this is what
brought us together|very first place
i will never be short|finished
there will always be me|not known to you
because|i will be weaving
my being|engulf myself for|myself
awfully away from|all
and|you gone a miss my presence someday
when you will trace|my traces undone
mostly, life is very pre historic.you go one end to an another end.
you settle down,in qualm|calm
and then, it walks to you hidden|hungry spark to be fed
eye to eye contact|disappearance in appeared facts
satiated when|hunger evades|
mysterious|the hungry spark