These love songs they all sounds the same,
But when you  wrote those phrases on that little piece of paper dipped with your name,
I saw it as your blood soaking by the sheet ,
explaining somehow it's the truth and this is what I was looking for this while : in whosever and whatever I see,
Didn't excepted that there was a number feeling  inside,
Atleast you didn't hold it back didn't hide .
I wish i could repay the every bit of bit of bliss you made me feel every time.

Aaj jab baat chaand sitaron ki hui hai,
Tumhari Kashish or meri jo kadi hai ,
Makhmali or Masoom sa ye maine apni taraf se rishta baandha hai,
Kya ye sahi hai ?

Aaj jo tumne Chand baaten bina kahe hi Kahi hai,
Bheegi hui inkaar me or pehele ke laparvah pyaar me ;
Ye Jo halki par gehri drar hai,
Kya ye sahi hai?

Matlab hum galat the or tumhe Galatia pasand thi !
ha aaisa hi hai,
Maana hum dube the itihaas me,
Par man or beaten to tumhare hi Naam ki thi or Sab kuch tumhara kar Dia kehne pe,
Fir bhi tumne Bina kuch kahe palla jhad Lia,
Kya ye sahi hai?

Kuch kehti kyun Nahi!

I know I've met you just and it's isn't a lil long,
It's been three years we've talked, we laughed fought vividly but that's ain't wrong,
Maybe you're 22, 21 or verge of being the most pretty,
Every count of a second you're taking a mild puff of bitty ,
Breathes in existing exciting day,
Living and loving the moment and stay,
Stay whatever you are it's good enough,
Sometimes with few talks and some pictures mixed stardust,
I know what I had seen it's been sweet,
It's been beautiful it's been neat,
I haven't seen the all of you but I know the most part ,
You're not a puzzle but a piece of splendid art.

Do you know how beautifully you get all of me?
Every feeling and the pain you get them too obviously,
As much obvious like the universal truth of sun rises from the East,
Many times it gets harder to know how I feel,
But you already know what is going on in this deep sea,
Deep sea made of billions of thoughts in it,
I know your situations your endless beautiful deeds of too,
I know am a fool everyday either directly or indirectly I've hurted you,
If you hurted me ever I don't think so you did,
Then it couldn't be you it could have be me,
I can't even say sorry for most of them you know ?
Because you just forgivie me before releasing what I did though,
I know I should have known of  my limits and revised them ,
But it gets harder to do it when I see your deep dark pupils; Every strength for denial that I feel something I lost strength,
And I know you care for me so much and adore too,
You do many things I am not able to thank you,
I used to say it's just time am trying to be humble ,
But you do all of kindness without even thinking how bad or good it can end or situations can stumble,
It shows the purity of heart ,
This is the one of the most aprreicable thing I noticed from start,
Words won't end that easily so I have to made them,
Don't worry I won't waste them,
Stacking up all your expectations,
Just relax am alright I'll deal with this hurricane with  all possible cautions.

Before I die please tell me how you do all this ,
How are you carrying me? how you kept a stupid me sharing extreme bliss,
How you do all of this ; being polite and kissing with your prayers,
Knowing that may be it won't give you what you deserve and end up devastated with a sharp spear ,
That spear dipped in poison of pain,
And sorrow along with only threatening thunder but no soothening rain,
The rain which relieves the painful emotions,
Which are highly toxic and in extreme end up with potions ,
It's not just a big heart which take all hurt inside ,
And just pushing endless Love outside,
Even if I annoy you; tease you or push you off the ease and stab you from inside ,
You don't manage you just put them aside ,
Put it in the trash can and wrap me with care and made yourself so polite ,
Is it really possible to do without no reason at all,
Or there is something like a big treasure at the end of this fall?
I mean really is there any big worth behind all of this?
Or just it's only you and only just board me up in your boat; oh no not a boat it's a ship ,
Ship carrying every thing which can make things more than ease,
Counting from a little help upto a endless number of beautiful moments with ,
Are you a human? do you really exist?
I have numerous of questions for you; will you stay in contact forever ?
And if you don't I don't have a problem but I wish for you God must give you happiness in a big basket everyday and a person to love you every second.

And she wasn't seeking any praise affirmatively,
But what her body was on ice block ceasing; craving for insanity,
Insanity of "love" one of the unique curse ,
She had the thirst,
Of Station to the location for a pair of eyes,
Admiring inmost from blood to where the insecurities lies,
Facing towards the absolute sky,
Repeating the uttermost fantasies of her life,
Smiling and setting peace beyond a mile ,
Beautiful than thousands of successful rhymes,
What she wants I know she barely knows but she lies ,
I wish she could have a look through my eyes.

©akashmazumdar