As I know her from the longest time,
I know that under external influence,
She did all the stuff she did not wish.

As she is not interested in me anymore,
I thank her for being my inspiration,
She was indeed a truly youthful lover..

As with all good things so with her love,
I could not monitor her for 24 hours,
She listened to God knows whomsoever.

All I infer from the relation's demise,
Is that she listened to the negative people,
So closely spread in her surroundings.

All I can wish for her advising party,
Is that they may suffer the same fate,
So similar to mine their outcome be.

I thank you a lot for being my lovely flame,
For helping me in continuing this game,
This game I refer to is played for life,
Not about playing with emotions,
You did not tell me any lie ever,
Neither did you confess back,
Nor did you reject mine...

I am happy because of your truthful things,
Being truthful you proved your strength,
Truthfully telling you my current state,
Just as you are in my dreams now,
Truly I'll see you filling the gap,
You did not deserve boycott,
Tested the waters I have...

But a really dire bitter resentment still stays,
Languishing in my memory are those days,
When she was directionless I guided her,
When she felt loveless I pampered her,
It was when she felt physically unfit,
Then I instilled confidence in her,
My social work's she is an heir.

I thought that all my pains will go,
That was my selfish motive in love.

I never foresaw my health worsening,
Now my head aches more, sweetly, though.

I have her bouncing in my memories,
May be on my pure love she was bouncing.

I should have coated my love for protection,
Lest she entered a period of parturition.

I wanted to sacrifice myself more for her,
Less for myself in the game of love.

I never wanted her to turn rougue,
For I had sworn my loyalty to her.

I know not where this vertigo will take me,
Everything shakes so violently in my head.

My want was not even her,
My want is just dear love,
From a lovely peaceful dove.
My need was not to have care,
My need is to be loved truly,
From the sweetest life partner.
My wish was not the fakest egoistic girl,
My wish is a good mature young love,
From someone who deserves all my love.
My desire was never a **** girl,
My desire is a long-term love,
From the lady most trustworthy.
My hunger was not a ******,
My hunger was the truth,
From that angel most surreal.

A costly privilege at rare times
Inquired my dad, "How much the onions?"
The seller, with a gasp,
Replied: "It's for 55 Rupees a kilo,
And you're holding almost two times."

My cute young daughter named Shatakshi
Asks, "Daddy-daddy what's this thing?"
Me, the caring daddy, with a gasp,
Replied, "It is a fire ant that you grasp
And you hold the end where lies its sting!"

Oh Marathi-Sindhi beauty,
I did not know that you'd intrude,
Deep in my heart & mind.

Your looks are elfin gorgeous,
I am downright stumped,
Of your positive attitude I'm a fan.

Your daily schedule is admirable,
Not many youngsters are organized,
And the majority roam aimlessly.

I so admire that you teach kids,
I see responsibility in your eyes,
Not many care for their families.

How you manage tuning the strings,
Happy & content you are always,
You smile how so ever be the things.

From you the world will learn,
Jealous from the respect you earn,
To be like you they will yearn.

So yes, the respect grows deep,
Down at the bottom of my heart,
As water to roots it will seep.

Far from this artificial reality of world,
Beyond every kind of human sense,
There is a place for you and me,
Up above in the unknown.