“Let’s close it today than tomorrow, this way it is better”
Was the summery of a lost story in your last letter.
Time passed by since then, but I was waiting still
In a futile hope that you might come back to fill
The self consuming vacuum that echoed my heart,
The agonising solitude that was left to thwart
All the lovely hues in a pitifully miserable life,
I was standing at the edge, to take a plunge and dive.

Only then I realised that I have completed my task
And have nothing more left for anyone to ask
Why I changed so much that you find me new,
A totally changed personality  in everyone’s view.
I rose again from the ashes of my own deeds
In a vengeful fury of my own basic needs.

It is then I learnt, to provide a space for time
To unfold the magic and make the world sublime,
The true essence of unconditional love
Over the battle ravaged world like a dove.

I am what I am, strong, heartless and rude
A battle hardened warrior whose love is crude.

I knew you would come some day,
to call me by a name which I may
Have heard deep within my heart,
And it’s an amazing feeling to start,
Hearing the soft murmur...”Father !!! I love you ! “

I watched you grow up into the person you are now
Amicable and attractive admired by all creating a wow
I enjoy your mischief which resembles a lot,
You are my very essence and all that I’ve got

You are a girl now, who would be a woman someday
And the world might trouble you in every possible way
But hear me Darling ! The words which I wanna say
I may not be every where with you in every single day
I will teach you the way of a warrior, and how the world works
To protect yourself from all those demented people who stalks
The weak and hapless who cannot save themselves.

I crave for a wishful and illustrious future where I can be 'we'
I feel your presence with all my senses, I wish you could see,
My feelings for you oozes out of my heart making me empty and dry
I remain in the dark so that you could never find me cry,
They say I am heartless, cruel, completely feeling less
You mean 'The World' to me sweetheart, I only express less.

The sweet lemony essence of the perfume  hurls me back to the past
A faded remembrance of a ‘gift’ unravels from old memories of dust.
I don’t remember the exact day, but it was my first ever date,
A thrilling perseverance of wishing you from my fate.
Sweetheart, my first love ! you meant the world to me
I only wished our togetherness whenever and whatever needs be

I sincerely wished for the sweet memories only, erasing the rest
But they always come flooding my senses throbbing my chest
My little love story with you was over plunging me into dismay
I scorched my past to stop the memories blocking my way.

But the fragrance remained dormant deep within my heart
Only to come back with a jolt of memories to start.

I may not be  perfect in your eyes
But that is my uniqueness which defies,
The imposed rule, the world abides
In a  hypocritical cosiness , where  they hides.
I love you more  than words can express
My heart oozes with the feelings I can’t suppress.

To me ,you are perfect in every aspect
Earning admiration and respect
Your tenderness, sweetness  and agility
Your truthfulness, consistency and parity
Darling , I love you more than you can fathom
My heart aches with love at every romantic rhythm.

Sweetheart, I may not be the person you crave
But I’ll always stand for you and I am brave
I will love you for as long as I live
Because love is all about how to give.

I watched intently at the white and sky blue dress, but instead
Gloomy memories come flooding my senses  throbbing my head.

The very shade that YOU loved, made you look so slender
I loved the hue  not because you liked it, but it was tender.
I loved all those that you ever liked or cared
Sweetheart I loved you  more than I have shared.

Some love stories end shortly after  they even start ,
My unfulfilled  love story was one of those to thwart.
I’m sure you forgot everything because I didn’t see you,
I tried not to remember anything , but still love that hue.

I was a soft hearted chap in early twenties then
With dreamy eyes and a notebook and pen
In hand, it was then I saw you for the first time,
a true definition of attractions to sublime.

I loved you like anybody has ever loved or cared
You were unlike anything I ever got, might loose I feared
They mocked me for being ‘possessive’ about you,
But how much I trusted and loved you knew only a few.

My love story was like those stories who don’t have a happy ending
They have unaltered solitude and a lot of words which are pending.
But hear me this ! I still love you, the way I used to love you then
It was my sweetest dream ever but I woke up when
I realized it was only a dream...just a beautiful dream.

It was that rainy day when I first laid my eyes upon you,
You were getting drenched in red , I had a clear view,
The cold gust wrapped in icy drops greeted your presence
I stood there mesmerised in your enchanting essence .
I cursed my shameless eyes for ogling at your grace
But to my surprise you looked straight at my face,
I expected an imminent reprisal, but you answered with a simper
My heart ached with every beat as my emotions grew deeper.

The bus came untimely and stopped with a rattle
Only to herd us inside, resembled more like cattle.
I craved to know her more and resented the crowd
Of mindless beings who were unromantic and loud.

There was never a ****** to this ‘could be romantic’ story
But what it explains is the magic of love and its glory.