Accustom days were tuned chords,
The spoken words like few guitar strings;
Crafted impact was varying music and voices,
Till the living air exists...

The day you leave me
Was the pain;
Behind without a reason
Was the torment.

Some emotions
Like a unpublished,
Tears in the rain..
Some affections
Like a longing fishes,
In being underwater...

Milky boy fond,
Brownie girl!!
Adores the love;
Not in the tone of shade...

True love be sides of coin,
Welcomes with pleasure and pain.
Attraction lovable chin,
Mouth precious grin;
Spoken words attached like a pin,
Disloyalty will be a sin,
Infants may twin or quin!
Sometimes love may win,
Rarely it may spin...

After seeing the movie
Close to autobiography
Missing my real man....

Your ever smiling face
Captured by lens of my eyes
Stored in RAM of my brain...