When I Think About 'You'..

I grieve and cry but I dare not dislike you,
I love and yet I m not enforced to hate,
I seem bare mute but inwardly do prattle,
And question, ‘what relation do I share? ’

My love will reach heights, I dream,
But, u r never there to share…

Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
When I think about you,
My hard moment closes with comfort,
When I think about you,
I m made soft and made melting snow,
When I think about you,
But now, it is hard to recall,
As now, you are windy wind,
And never stand to escort.

I feel, the relation has freeze and yet it will burn soon,
So it is derisory, if we dont behold the truth,
So, I dodge myself from further emotions,
And free myself from your strings,
And happy to rid the past, I hold a fresh start.

by Richa Dhodi

Comments (2)

passion when razzles blue desire seems to dazzle.............lovely poem yet luscious green, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing
Very beautiful thanks you... Tsira