Hello madam
I don't mean to be rude
but can I intrude
into your space?
Not personal space, oh no,
just the space that you exist in;
The space that has traces
of your intellect,
what you reflect
Of whatever this world throws at you;
See. you write about everything
but I want to know
the very thing
that makes you click,
that makes you tick
Tok Tik Tok
Like a clock,
you may write,
but is it all locked?
Or can I get a chance
to glance
inside this head of yours?

To the girl who sits at the opposite end of the classroom,
Tonight you look so beautiful with your make up and your sari and your hair,
I've also seen you in ***** jeans and an old T-shirt and early morning hair; and Oh You look so beautiful!

To the girl who sits at the opposite end of the classroom,
It was always about something that you wore,
I'm not talking about your clothes and I'm not talking about your hair,
It's about you wearing the most genuine smile I have ever seen in my life.

To the girl who sits at the opposite end of the classroom,
When you smiled, I smiled,
When you cried, my heart jumped up and pleaded, "Do something about it!"
And my head said, "Shhhh. She doesn't know you exist, let her friends take care of her!"
And as usual I made the mistake of listening to my head rather than my heart,

To the girl who sits at the opposite end of the classroom,
When you sat next to me during a random presentation,
My palms became sweaty, I was nervous, I was awkward, It.Was.Embarrassing.
And at the end of the presentation when you got up to leave and you turned around and said, "S*, you're funny",
YOU KNEW MY NAME!
It was the best day of my life.

To the girl who sits at the opposite end of the classroom,
When I get old and I'm on my deathbed, I will forget,
I will forget the stairs, the canteen, the classrooms, the teachers, the friends,
I will forget everything,
I will forget me,
But I won't forget you.

Today I shall not pollute the environment,
I shall not brush, and I shall not bathe,
I shall not ****, and I shall not eat,
Today I shall not burn rubber,
Today I shall not use rubber.

Today I shall lie here, naked, with these sheets wrapped around me,
and I shall rot.
For what is rotting, if not Nature holding me against her *****,
as I slowly, effortlessly melt, giving back what is rightfully hers.

What I really need right now is a purpose,
before my body gets old and turns to dust,
What I really need right now is a direction,
Somewhere I go and learn and practice and become an epitome of perfection,
What I really need right now is a guiding mentor,
Someone who...

At this moment she enters the room and looks over my shoulder.
She smells of soap, her hair still wet.
"You want a purpose...go make coffee for me darling.
You want directions...go out your door and take a left for the kitchen.
No mentor...all you get is a princess."
She makes me forget.
She makes me smile.
It's worth it.

When I read the poems she wrote for me,
In reply to the ones I wrote for her,
It makes me feel so high and mighty,
As if no one can ever steal my thunder;

Every time I heard her voice on the telephone,
Making everything sound extraordinary;
She never could help that bossy tone,
Yet sound like the perfect Disney fairy;

If she were mine I'd be invincible,
Without her I cant help but feel invisible,
The very thought of her and my heart melts,
Today I saw her get married to someone else.