Argument of you and love has progressed
A reason for this case has been devised
The cause is your mystical, warm aura
The effect is so compelling yet disguised
I feel as if I’m home in your presence
If this world is not all cruel and selfish
I feel as if the time has held its breath
If this inner chasm is being replenished
And I have seen my sadness in your eyes
The windows to darkness you’ve held inside
Our driven souls still long for something
Striving to not yield our crowning pride
I’ve only had a few moments with you
But it feels like I’ve known you forever
Reckon it’s true what’s said about old souls
They can, indeed, recognize each other
Now if you realise this too, do not come
For I dwell in a place; there’s no return
I wish you to be content and at peace
As time’s come for this case to be adjourned
Tonight, I am bidding goodbye to you
Who has had a special place in my heart
Tonight, your memory will be at peace
As I close this chapter for a new start
Tonight, I’ll let go of all my regrets
As I never lost my chance to express
Tonight, I’ll wake up from this reverie
As I’ve concluded this terrible mess
Tonight, I’ll accept my awful failure
As I have found the grace in my failings
And tonight, I’ll not wince nor cry aloud
Because, tonight, I feel content within
Why is my love for you, dyed in wool?
What is the hindrance to moving on?
Why in love have I been made a fool?
What’s been causing this oblivion?
Why is thought of you, ever-present?
What’s keeping me from forgetting you?
Why is the sight of you magnificent?
What’s it you possess than others few?
A slow fire burns deep within me,
And keeps my curiosity at high
I question these puzzles so direly,
To philosophy, a pleasure – wry
If all life has led me to this point,
To make me but a mere proponent
Then, from this day to my last moment,
Just you and love, are my argument.
Why am I estranged to this darkness?
Maybe I’ve been away for too long,
But shouldn’t home always feel home?
Why am I in dire need to belong?
As if this soul is deprived of life
As if this body is in swift decay
As if this mind screams for peace
As if this heart calls to be lured ‘way
Unwise, to have brought the goddess,
When she is of a different realm
Unfortunate, to have fallen in love,
As she leaves to retain her helm
Perhaps, this home lies deep within
For everything is, but mere illusion
Hence, I’ll reside her in my heart;
To feel her, even in seclusion.
Shall I speak of the consequence
One, that your attention causes?
Words you utter keep me stunned,
My heart stops up at your gazes.
I am known to have just one gift;
To feel things with intense passion
Yet it happens to consume me;
A divine fire, I cannot abandon.
In sleepless nights I sing to you
A song, however, incomplete.
On bright days I write you letters;
Ardent proses, yet bittersweet.
I am indeed burned with desire;
The consequence you must construe
If this is the damage of attention
Imagine, what your love will do.
It doesn’t matter if we couldn’t be one
Easy for you to suggest separate ways
I’ll live for as many glimpses of you
To figure you out; a peculiar maze
Doomed am I to have made you a habit
And ignite the asleep flames of my soul
Love is indulged by practice, not presence
So with all my heart, I’ll recall and extol
I’ve never cherished someone this much
Knowing, however, you cannot be mine
Perhaps, this is the highest form of love
Unrequited, forlorn, and unentwined.
Life’s unending conflict remains
How long shall I function with it?
The want differs from what seems best
Its outcome remain unknown yet
I have tried to devise a right path
To outdo hindrances and despair
My countless sins put me to shame
Oh, how low could I bow in prayer?
How fortunate would’ve life been
If one found both love and work
So neither one make his work, love
Nor would one make his love, work
Poor am I to divide my attention
Some for love, and some for work
All I fear is; through exhaustion,
I may just stop pursuing this quirk.