No need to praise her. 
Perhaps worship is quite pretty.

No need to stay by her side always. 
Perhaps presenting yourself on call is enough.

No need to call every day. 
Perhaps a weekly call saying "hope you're happy" is enough.

No need to message every day. 
Perhaps a rare "love you" reminder is beautiful.

No need of a quick reply.
Perhaps making sure that it's not urgent goes well.

No need of any touch.
Perhaps better to make her feel comfortable with your eyes standing on her smile.

No need of any pricey gifts.
Perhaps a lovely rose is enough. 

No need of any complex poetry. 
Perhaps a compliment is enough. 

No need of regular dinners outdoors.
Perhaps she just hopes you to cook for her.

No need to ask her everything. 
Perhaps observing explains her a lot.

Here go my feet, to and fro.
What if he won't
come back to me? 
My heart kept chanting about him. 
My wrist watch is ticking round and round loudly.
Trying to make me watch the time "two to two."
I was raising my hopes for him too.
The tower clock alarmed that it was two.
On the same page, he didn't come back too.
My mind started dreaming once and twice.
About his return twice and thrice.
Back again into my life,
Saying, 
Hey ! Sorry for being late.

When your love is about to 
Reach out of your sight.

The places you met her
Hopes to create a locus of love. 

The words she spoke to you, 
Hope to fit into your poetry. 

The letters which you gonna send her,
Hope to get replies with lots of love.

The meetings of your two, 
Hope to meet an another meeting of u both.

The gallery of yours 
Hope those instances come again. 

The memories in your mind 
Hope her to look back lastly. 

The eyes, which are watching her, 
Hope not to shut down for a second.

The second was when she, 
Turn back to give you a glance of a smile.

That's when you see me,
Glowing in the dim.

That's when you feel
All other things are going to be in vain.

Except me, your hope.
I'll be becoming your best and
Nearest company until she returns.

Back when,
The second I met you, 
I felt a sudden sense of tranquility.

The music of silence touched me.

That's when,
I was able to feel the calmness of the city.

I came by with the potential to calm down my fears. 

All of a sudden,
You gently dragged me away from the noise of this world. 

You reminded me of a stretch of calm sea under a clear sky.

You controlled the noise, 
So to set free all our emotions.

Maybe, 
The sounds of your breath paved the way towards you. 

And by today, 
You made me feel the essence of silence in our silent home.

All along with you, 
Both the sounds and the silence converge. 

The music of your still vocals, 
Always beat a rhythm in my heart.

The sounds of swaras are none;
But the finest sounds of your walk matter.

The words may not always need the company of sound. 

Sometimes, to express the feelings,
Maybe the silence of a blink is enough.

And sometimes, 
Conversing can be done within our souls.
I once thought silence walks much through the dark.

But you showed me beyond doubt that:
It reigns over the bright and the peace.

I love the way you smile. 
And make me smile. 
But don't ever cry. 
And make me cry with you. 
I love every move of your dance. 
And every move you make with me 
I love the way you look at me,
In which you look so beautiful. 
Hold my hand until my last breath 
But don't ever make me hold my breath for you. 
Wander my heart and Make sure,
There is no one else but you. 
But don't ever try to 
Fill my heart with blue blood. 
Let's fight the whole world together. 
But please never make me fight with 
MY WORLD OF YOU

We were in love since our seventeens
Got married secretly at our twenty fours
And our children left us alone at our Fourties
Now we still have each other at seventies.

Let our heavenly home would get filled
With the gallery of our own memories
Let me to bring us a pen drive and
Get it field with the sweet series of our past.

Let the keys of the piano get played
On it's own for a lovely duet on our floor
Let the scars on the walls of our hearts
Go away with every blink in our eyes.

We would hangout with a long drive
And halt the car in front of library
You read to me the love novels then
Travel back together with words.
            
Watch a romantic movie in the theatre,
Have a cup of tea with the saffron suns,
Our love never fades as the count of stars.
Our transparency of Glass stays in still.

Let the children of ours, move off from
Us, no need of them, becoz we are there for us.
And let me bring a basket of roses
To accompany the candled dinner light.

Then let me write to you the sorry and love
You notes,if you're ever upset of me.
Let the strings of the guitar vibrate
To reply to our songs singing with mild sad.

But never and ever shed your beads of
Blood from your eyes for our gone children.
I will be there for you until death.