I hear its love when I see the stars in your eyes
I hear its love when I see the sun on your face
I hear its love when I think of you on Stormy days
I hear its love when I stare into your eyes
But when I put extra efforts to stay 
Away from you
Does it mean I'm not in love with you?

I hear its love

Trap in an isolated era.
View me as faceless persona
Of make-belief identities
In this world filled with fantasies.
 
I write because I am tired,
To pen the burden in this poet’s ride.



*© Pax*