I don’t have to work hard to earn you,
I don't have to be worried if we had an opposing view;
I can trust you in my dark days,
you stand with me in all my life's phases;
we are not related in blood,
we were not even born in the same mud;
we don't have to share promises
we don't have to sing the same choruses
we are no soulmates,
we are best friends, a bond no dictionary really elucidates;

Oh honey,
Sometimes it’s the timing that’s wrong
Not you.

I wish I was the moon and you the star,
The sky would be our palace,
We would ride on the clouds,
And swing on the rainbows,
Raindrops would be our tears of joy.
Many will come looking for you,
But, you will be mine only.
16/6/2019

The life of a poet is hard,
People think that they love your work,
But it's not just work,
Its our life.