Rose
Such red petals can’t call me traitor.
Petals full of smell differ from others.
You go and see the same seller is yet…
Waiting for me-
To gift you the same red roses.
How many petals you could count?
How many choices differed from each-other-
When I bought two such big roses for you?
You could smell the petals.
You didn’t.
You could touch the petals.
You could imagine or smell-
The love I had for you in two.
AROMA 2016
You didn’t.
You couldn’t.
Love is not a blind word.
Love is not a narrow belief.
Love is a wide play ground.
I saw you first in the arena…
And offered my best love-
From my mind’s deep core.
You were my shore,
My red cloudy shore.
You were my breath,
You were my wrath!
Your blind smile tackled me not-
And I wrote the songs of knot!
You made me helpless I didn’t know how-
Now save me…save me now.
AROMA 2016
AROMA 2016
Thank you for your patience