Finishing carrot cake, spraying cream with grace,
Kettle whistling, steam flying in a heated race.
Tea leaves racing, shades of orange downstream,
Perfect she sits, watching your morning dream.
Depth of her eyes, a theme of pureness,
Flawless moment, or so it seems.
A second later, a dream, feelings extreme,
Beneath the ceiling, a silent scream.

She's gone, it's the end,
Lover back to a friend.
Fooling the mind to sleep, hoping for an extent,
Not possible, you lost your queen, the silent lament.
Show over, red curtains on the screen,
Again, what time is this, the fifteenth?
It hurts, giving up sleep, caffeine's sheen,
Not a machine, but it's always her, in your bloodstream.

Learned from dreams, boat or mountain ravine,
Places don't matter, her presence, the perfect scene.

You lied, tried to weasel from my heart,
Not smart, this isn't a game to restart.
No hardware, not a restart,
People like you need a lover's manual to chart.

WARNING: The heart you're about to handle is fragile,
Not a toy, commitment needed until the aisle.
May break if left without care,
History protected, in a file to share.
Multiple breaks reformat you out,
Love won't compile, filled with doubt.
Approach softly, don't revile,
Detects fake tear or smile.

Still daring to ask about warranty,
Broke every point, saw through the mystery.
Clear now, you were acting as if non-existent,
Now Kryptonite, my survival is distant.
Time to leave, no longer your knight,
Can't survive another night.
Apologies if bluntness lacks in this write,
You must depart, I'm no longer your knight.

Crossed my sight, cello in play,
Adorably beautiful, dressed in yellow array.
A second, yet time moved ever so slow,
She took my mind, hands still moving the bow.
If we could skip the pages, end the show,
Find a way to make her stay, oh!

My cello calls her name, unknown,
Bar after bar, playing, praying, she won't go.
Now at the chamber's door,
She left, I can't see her anymore.
Desperately playing, my score,
Curtain closed, symphony no more.

End of the story, or so I supposed,
Little did I know, fate juxtaposed.
Months later, quartet plays Beethoven's 131,
Out of the blue, she enters, a welcome rerun.
Heart dancing, a one-man show begun,
Off the stage, I flew, yellow dress, the same one.

This time, she stayed beyond the clapping,
After whistles blown, in yellow, still captivating.

Beside my dark wooden bed, I sit,
Melody escaping my clarinet.
Lost in love stories, since we met,
Imagination swirls, what future to beget?

Wondering about the path ahead,
Can't stop thinking, her smile widespread.
She lingers in my thoughts, can't forget,
Like a guitar's seventeenth fret.
For a beginner in love, she's hard to get,
Like a new guitarist, sticking to the first fret.

Elegant like an architect,
Swaying in her dress, shades of red connect.
Each shade complementing her cheek's pink,
Every look makes my heart sink.
No eye on her can blink,
No mind can even dare to think.
Her essence indescribable by a writer's ink.

If I don't speak now, regrets forever,
Took a breath, getting myself together.
Won't play smart or act clever,
It's not a one-time chance, a pirate finds treasure.
I'll try now, tomorrow, and forever,
No pain, no pleasure.
She's an angel, no worries or pressure,
With time, I'll be a love professor.

In the night sky of navy blue,
A sparkling rose diamond, over you.
Blushing like peach flowers,
A beauty with superpowers.
She's an angel in the navy hue,
Captivating for hours and hours.

In mornings, the elegance of dark brown trees,
Olive green leaves, a serene tease.
One look captures souls, leaves,
Painting grey, erasing griefs.
Nothing but smiles and happy tears,
By sunset, warmness in the orange shears.

Doesn't knock, just comes in,
Sun borrowing shades of pumpkin.
In music, every note of a gold violin,
A twinkling smile makes heads spin.
Lose track, asking what happened, when,
A feeling taking over, love my friend.

The start of the end, love always an end,
Happy, sad, or a blend.
Fell for her, cupid's arrow descends,
Or she'd rather be your friend.
A blend, nature disapproves,
But a real lover can undo.

You know so little, my heart,
Her smile is just the start.
She hands you a paper, it's blank,
Loves coloring with all colors, except black.

She holds all the decency of black,
Confident but doesn't brag.
Real, no mask to track,
A million thoughts, a face of blank.
Life without her, a potential heart attack.

Meeting her makes you wish,
Life could go back, a beautiful dish.
If only there was a life hack,
She's a flower swaying like a flag.
Moved by the wind, yet carries the flag's prestige,
Something pulls you towards her, no resistance, no fatigue.

Is she human or an angel, you lag,
No human this pretty, no angel in the city.
Then you realize how silly,
In a world with sweet chili,
There must be an angelic young lady.

Five years since we became peers,
Joking around, choosing careers.
From circuit labs to communication's spheres,
Making memories, laughing through the years.

Springs, falls, summers, rocking this hemisphere,
Whatever happens, we run the laughing gears.
Cool as it takes to be electrical engineers,
Even in the stillness of Computer Architecture.

Survived every lecture with 9gag and Twitter,
No quitter, one word: 16-bit subtractor.
Drawing nuclear reactors in gates, a daring feature,
Software for industry, a brain-fraction fracture.

Studying for midterms, vending machine cuisine,
Driving to ADNOC at 6 am, caffeine.
Breaking every boring routine,
Selfies, events, stories, each a vivid scene.

Our friendship, a tale that will extend,
Not the end, memories transcend.
A few years feeling like centuries,
Him mocking me with my guitar melodies.

TAQA's Hybrid Electrical car,
Female drivers black flagged, leaving a scar.
Shampoo, soap, bath gel, toothpaste (LOL) in a jar,
Wondering how to calculate the buffer from afar.

Memon made us suffer, but in the end,
Now I have a brother, a lifelong friend.