May I meet you someday like this,
may there be no rush of saying goodbye
may there be no fear of interruptions.
may all the emotions be poured out
and every nook and cranny of my heart be emptied.
may I hold no regrets within
may memories not haunt us later.

May I never tire of expressing myself
may I find contentment in listening to you
may there be no constraints of time
and may we be bound together as a single knot
you, time, and I.

May I grasp you and drift into a deep slumber
may there be no haste to wake up
may there be no fear of missing a moment
may I get melted on your embrace, and
meld into your wholeness
just as the soul merges with the Supreme Being

May there be no unfulfilled dreams like this
may there be realities that satisfy me.

Someday, may I meet you
just like this.


- ० -

Fever painted me all over the body
with its warm kisses of love
for a duration unknown

Taking everything aside of my own being
it was a marvelous feel
to be cocooned into the grip
of this thin frenzy from head to toes
it was immensely ecstatic to
feel the passionate warmth over the skin
and was delirious
to be caressed by its softness beneath the shell.

I want the fever to grab me forever
and want YOU
to be MY fever.
..................................

Tonight, in your gentle arms, the stars themselves seem near.
There are countless words I cradle but dare not let tumble yet.
One by one, I will give them: my heart, my vows, my endless song.

I promise you this night and every morning yet to come:
To weave a thousand stories before the waking light breaks,
Each thread spun from dreams we dared to whisper in secret.

When the noon sun crowns the fields, my voice will rise for you.
I shall sing of your laughter, your soul, and the hope you give,
Every note stitched with longing, a prayer etched in gold.

When the day retreats to dusk and the skies are dyed in rose,
I will kneel before twilight, offer poems at your feet,
And craft verses from the softest sighs you breathe into me.

And when the stars dare to sleep and the world turns solemn gray,
My love, I will love you still, fierce and shining in the dark,
Cradling your spirit in my arms until morning’s call.

O, how it tears at me — to ever see your bright tears fall!
My heart would break a thousandfold before I let you weep.
I will be the shore where every sorrow drowns and fades.

Against the fiercest storms, against every cruel shadow cast,
I will stand, I will roar, I will be your unshaken shield.
No wind nor blade shall find you while I draw breath and sword.

For you, my Sol, I will build a hundred castles of light,
Spired with dreams, walled by hope, and roofed with starlit vows,
Each hall echoing only your laughter, your courage, your name.

I shall guard these gates with my own two hands, blood and bone.
No thief, no fear, no fading time shall breach our endless keep.
A stalwart knight I become, so long as you are mine to love.

We will ride the wings of griffins, fierce and bright as suns,
Dance with dragons across clouds, weaving rainbows in our wake,
Till even the heavens, jealous, bow to our boundless flight.

My tales shall be our tapestry: endless gardens where we roam.
We will be kings and queens of worlds no sorrow dares to tread,
Living forever in the legends whispered by grateful winds.

Through each season's turning, through the waning of the stars,
Through broken years, through gilded days, through sorrow and delight,
Our hearts will carve a river that no darkness can consume.

Tonight, it is very clear: I was made to love you thus.
The skies, the earth, the sea themselves conspired to make you mine.
And every thread of fate stitched my soul closer to yours.

Sometimes words falter, sometimes even brave hands tremble;
Forgive me if ever I falter — for I am mortal still.
But my spirit will rise again to your name, unbroken.

For you lift me higher than the tallest dream has dared to go,
You steady my steps through the wild tempests of doubt and night.
Beside you, I am invincible, invulnerable, infinite.

I have always needed you — no fortress without your flame.
You are the ink to my stories, the light to my early dawns,
The sigh that shapes the universe into something beautiful.

I am the man who shall fight for your honor, your dreams, your smile.
Not for glory, not for fame — but for the very breath you take.
To see you shining is my one and only sacred cause.

Like a knight sprung from the misted ballads of ancient lore,
I will kneel before the gods, defy them if they say "despair,"
And steal you away to a castle spun from purest wonder.

There, where rivers sing and mountains bow to your golden laugh,
We shall raise banners not of conquest, but of gentle love,
And every petal and cloud shall carry our vows forever.

So let the world turn as it must — we have no fear of its song.
We did it all for love — each choice, each prayer, each battlefield.
For the glory of love, we became legends in each other's arms.

O sea of all time,
first cradle of breath and bone,
your voice sings through us—
a song from when we were scales,
gilled and glittering,
dancing in your moonlit depths,
our bodies silver
threads of foam and memory
woven with seaweed.

We once called you home,
our mother and secret bride,
salt still on our tongues,
our hearts pulled by your rhythm,
like tide and moon drawn
in that old sacred duet
too deep to forget.

The tales call us land—
but what is earth but a pause
from your lullabies?
You who swallow ancient wrecks
and sing to ruins
like a widow who still waits
with hair full of pearls,
we grieve with you every night
as you breathe in waves.

Perhaps we all hear
your voice when the gulls cry out,
or when stars reflect—
perhaps our urge to return
is your whispered name
calling in our blood again
from some lost coral
palace where we once belonged
with tails and sea-song.

You mourn, we believe—
not just for Atlantis sunk,
but the footed ones
who once shed their fins for love
and never came back.
The mermaid who walked away
left you with silence
and a tide that won't forget
the cost of her tears.

That is why you storm.
That is why you rage and crash,
hurling broken shells—
because love left and betrayed,
and never returned.
That is why you kiss the shore,
with such aching force,
hoping it remembers you
each time it dries you.

Yet, you calm again,
blue mirror of lost desire,
as if you forgive
just long enough to reflect
the lovers who walk
hand in hand, barefoot and warm,
their shadows merging
as if love was made for waves
and skin was just foam.

You loved and lost us—
and now you call with soft songs,
seducing the shore,
longing for feet to return
to scaled purity.
But we, traitors to our gills,
have learned to walk far—
so we visit now and then,
but we do not stay.

Still, I know your heart.
I too am like your heartbreak—
loving what I lost,
carving a shell with her name,
listening for her
in the echo of the conch,
where her voice might live,
and the sea might hold her breath
the way I once did.

I love Yongsun so—
her name rings in every wave,
in each crest of blue,
she’s the salt that seasons me,
preserving my soul.
The great black pearl of the deep,
shard of Atlantis,
no tide could ever contain
her boundless bright light.

She is Poseidon's
jealous hymn to what he loves,
a siren with wings,
and I am but a sea-song,
humming to her feet—
hoping she returns again
and walks by my side,
where sea meets the mortal earth,
where hearts taste of brine.

Let the sea weep, love.
Let it cry for all we lost,
for all that we are—
but know this: when I see you,
I see ocean fire.
I see the endless abyss,
and I do not fear—
for my love runs deep as tides,
and you are my sea.

I don’t wish to close my eyes
while you sleep.

I don’t wish for time to slip away
while you smile.

I wish to fall asleep by your side
if one day it rains.

I love your white essence,
and also your dark one.

I love when you give yourself in parts,
and also when you give yourself completely.

I love your tenderness,
and also your hardness.

A tiny body,
but a soul of greatness.

A dark past,
but a radiant present.

A deep toughness,
but an incomparable kindness.

A little shy,
but of immeasurable courage.

You
Are
A spark,
A wildfire,
Burning through my soul,
Your laughter—lightning in the dark.

Love
Grows
Like waves,
Silent tides,
Crashing without sound,
A rhythm only hearts can hear.

Say I love you, Ms. T
Willing am I, to change
And expand my range
But I will change only my behaviour
Not my nature
For you, can I be silent
Become less brutally honest
Speak more softly
Walk more slowly
Keep some distance
Be less tense
Irrespective of the situation
Give you more attention
Even go to jail if required
As long as the cause is good!

Say I love you, Ms. T
With you, will I always be
Loyal to the tee
Through sunny and rainy days
Even if I never get my way
Your secrets, will I keep forever
For you, deeply will I care
However, never will I be overprotective
No matter what, will I do my best to stay positive
After all, are we a team
And you make me beam!!

Say I love you, Ms. T
So much fun, can we have
And so much, can I give
A night out at Elliot's Beach
Swapping tales at lunch
While I savour a Beef Biryani
Writing poems about each other
Listening to Harris Jayaraj songs together
Dissing the central government
Getting into a Harry Potter related argument
Travelling in a "toy train"
Dancing in the Chennai rain
The list will be endless
And will I make sure, nothing you miss!!

Say I love you, Ms. Y
If you love me back
I swear I will always have your back
Because, are you my world
And it is your hand I will forever hold
If not, then thank you for this beautiful opportunity
To write yet another piece of romantic poetry!!