Give me
not your softness
—tonight

too hard
to forget
—and survive

I once saw a leopard
A sleek, powerful animal
Walking with silent footsteps
Her eyes gleaming with unbreakable pride
A soft growl escapes from the fantastic feline
And I know better than to test this marvel of nature

Upon a sweet zephyr
     whirled a scent,
something so familiar
   midst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
   sitting amid a windowsill
wafting delectable
   reminiscence of long ago,
children's laughter
   full of caramel & pepper,
petunias, summer rain
      and hot cayenne spice
all delightfully blissed
    in a blast of fragrant air's
momentously fresh nostalgia

I've learnt that I crave acceptance
So is this poem an epiphany;
Or simply, a cry for attention?

It is the music behind the parting doves,
decorated with cries and screams.
within the pauses ,including the hugs of love,
like singing the magic of spring kissing the autumn leaves.

It is in the heights to kiss,
and within the depth to get.
there it includes room to success,
followed by failures on the way to be met.

No gurantee ,in the next moment someone can decieve,
and also there are million moments when endless love and affection you recieve.
Sometimes you will have a hand to hold you,
and sometime you will lend your hand to hold someone too.

There is no margins to escape the vicious schemes ,
like no traveller could prevent to quench thirst in the mansoon scene.

It is like the painting hung on the walls,
where the painter drew his dreams.
Which has the tall standing mountains,
but between two successive peaks always a depth attains.
The magic he knew is life is of extreames.
And he paints a burning sun ,
shining bright crimson red,
and his picture can be seen.

When you feel not much stable than the blowing storm,
hundreds thoughts spill within your mind in fraction of time.
Out of which one can make you the happiest person and the other could tear down your eyes.
Where you see nothing beautiful than you love.
And find every particle of sweet and bitter hung to him.
When you would smile after falling in the mud seeing smile on his face and your heart will be the happiest guy when he would see him coming back in hurry to offer you a hand.
When you start loving him at his work.
When he irritates you the most you don’t feel annoyed but even wanted to hold his hand with no words .
When you could fail to handle your keys but intelligent enough to handle his all emotions.
When you feel to caress his hairs for long till late evening to earn peace and a smile for his face.
And how about being in the nature’s park when it starts raining suddenly. where the nature has trees to offer you two a shelter and bringing you close which can leave all limbs paralyzed and only hearts pounding and eyes asking for inseparable hug.
When you have kissed him many times before kissing him and you feel hugged when he stares you.
When you don’t care your scars and wounds and your voice chokes while he puts his hand and ask for the smallest one.
And While you go for the distant place and all bones feel a crush to be holded tight by him.and after reaching to the place you say not in much excitement that we have reached.
When your limbs shrink and expand a hundred times and you feel shrink sitting next to him and wanting to close eyes on his shoulder with your heart busy in loving him from inside.and his eyes falls on you could make you feel more sensitive than the touch of his hands.
When you don’t actually want to tell him that you love but to love him.
And you can travel million miles crossing boundaries of highways with him..
When the evening sky would paint your love and the returning bird would say there is love lost between the two and he slipping closer to you,
bringing his cheeks near to your ears and keeping his
chin on your shoulder and holding you around your waist through his hand and saying “take me where the road takes us away” that moment you would see the love opening the gates to you for the city called love.

new summer, spoken then lived.
new letter, spelled in crayola crème.

you were the love of
my life.
plucked my heart like
squishy fruit.

we once turned the night
into paintings and poems,
particulates of
a golden time gone by.