Passing through my veins
Power like electric current
Reaching my head and
Pricking like sharp nails
Vision of lights twirls
Pulling me deep into it
Black designs of shadows
In front of my eyes
Making my vision so weak
Artists of the main drama
Problems,issues and tensions
Dancing on my head of floor
Stamping so strong and
Utilising the full stage
Of my body till toe
Trying hard to stop them
And pull them out of my head
With the help of a pillow
Turning left and right
Defending them like a
Princess from an evil witch
Lost all my strength within
Surrendering them my
My, sleepless nights !

Morning bliss with your good
morning
Gives me a boost of lovesick
cheering
A cup of coffee with you
charming
Makes me a feel of tender lips
sharing
A single day without you
darling
Makes me like a winsome flower
dwindling

Maths being their ancestral home
Living in a house of geometry box
Scale the tall man, working
In the company of lines
Protractor his stout wife,
Controlling the house in all degrees
Set squares the two daughters,
Helping their mother in some angles
Compass the one-legged son,
In business with his friend the pencil
The art of making circles and arcs
Divider the youngest one,
Poking his nose in all their business
Without this amazing family there is no Maths !

Have a heart to respond
To one's feelings of love
Let it be any relationship

Have courtesy to respond
To people who loves you
Let it be any situation

Affected were they alike
As you were upset when
Ignored without response

Stop killing them being sulk
As you are not in a good essence

No love in tearing their heart
For your complications
Which they have no idea about

Being silent to your loved ones
Does not make any sense of happiness
To any of the innocent hearts !

Finding no words in Thesaurus
To unfold my love for you
Look into me deeply
And get it through my eyes
Making it easy for my love to express
Sure to become a poetry
For you my royal poet
Depicted forever in your heart !

Because of you
Grey turns black
Dying flower blooms
Thinly pale rose blushes
Muddy clay turns a statue
Heart beats for love songs
Because of you
Skinny senile dame turns vernal
Your hands holding mine
With the same first love for me !

In a tremendous blue sky of sea
Sailing on a golden ship of moon
Embellished with dazzling stars
Passing white bubbles of clouds
Me, the Ballerina and You, my male partner
Performing a pirouette in the air
For the boisterous music of wind
Stars twinkling like a wink of eye
With the wavering of the ship of moon
Relishing the adorable couple
Floating in the plethora of love !