Heat comes up
Heat cools down
Hot-white love
Can turn cool-blue

High color rising
On the horizon's line
Reflecting many colors
In a lover's eye

Beneath each new day
After every storm,
There must be a calm
As lovers often know

I found ash
To rub on my skin
To hide all my beauty skills
No other mask needed
to safe myself
No tension of world's speculations
Long dead locks touching
earth
To make these a blanket to
sleep or make a head lock

Reached on a tough rock high mountain with all my efforts
Alone and alone only my own

Live in a small mouthed cave
To find my share of piece of peace
Dead ash is rubbed on future ash
No matter looked ugly or bad

Live love is

as light as hydrogen

Memories of break ups are

as heavy as Radon

Spending time with your love make you feel as swinging on crecent moon

You give her ride on the swing of hanging moon
You enjoy each movement of
to and fro

From there refracting the
spectrum of colourful dreams from the prism of moon

Melting away all concerns
Diffuses all time bubbles

Life of love time is as short as water bubbles
But memories are as long as
moon light rays

Leaving behind the residue
of lost
To cool down the burnt ashes

Returned to check
Is some warmth is left
In hope if left
Then  collect the residue left
To give again shape

Painful emotions
Mesmerise and hypnotize
Touch , cut and bleed

Surgery of brain to
remove painful memories
Of your loved ones