They say they don't believe in 'love at first sight',
He did , was so sure he was right!
The first time he saw her eyes,
twinkling as those stars in skies,
looking upon him with curious questions,
Ah! he wished he'd answer those expressions,
Her smiles, her grins, her unnoticed wink,
all made his heart to cry and shrink,
He gazed at her, couldn't utter a word,
She was more precious than he could ever afford.
Her touch as soft as finest fur, so warm,
He simply couldn't help kissing her arm,
And that, was the finest moment that had to occur,
He was falling in love with his newborn daughter!

Ahh! I so wished you to be near me,
To be together, we both roaming free,
With hands held along those running roads,
Or simply lying down over green meadows,
Hanging out around bees and butterflies,
Or maybe just counting stars from the skies,
Maybe we'd play with waves and breezes,
Or just adore how that sight of rainbow pleases..
Ahh! I so wished you to be near me,
Ohh I so wished, my sweet pea...
All those moments we touched, I'd treasure,
And keep them safe to be cherished at leisure..
Yeah..they said long distance love was smart...
If only they'd known the despair of a typing heart!

He never showed up..!!
The special night got ruined,
Devastated..ohh..what he knew
The tenderness of a girl's heart..
That he simply shattered..
Into a thousand pieces and one
All those that had always belonged to him
Years of smiles turned into vacant expressions
Moments she cherished seemed nothing
but hollow promises and hurting kisses
But now the world had come to standstill
How easily do we trust jerks, she thought
Cried, lamented the entire way home,
Blamed her stupidity, her fate, her gods,
She felt so abortive, so worthless, so empty
Couldn't stand betrayal of the love she believed in
She had known the reality of life, the harsh way
The only little thing that remained unknown
Was the hospital where his heart kept beating..
Still kept beating..i..love..you..i..love..you...

I sit here atop, closing my eyes
And hear the natures, its bellows and cries;
The wind whispers, its touch is cool
Swaying my hair,me in its gentle rule;
The trees speaking, rustling their lips
I wish i could hear these naughty gossips;
The chirps and creaks I hear them slight
Yeah the underworld is out for the night;
Apart from all, I still hear small silences
Calling out me from some distant absences;
I wonder is it God, my soul or my loves
Who is looking upon me as quiet as the doves;
No I can't hear or see or touch this essence
It just tells me about its existence;
"I ain't god or spirit or soul, you fool
I am just the love and care of the hearts u rule !"