when we lie shattered in and within ourselves
and the silence speaks more words than words ever can
can i keep hugging you till sleep takes over?
can i turn you into a bead string that i can keep counting?
a meditation; a devotion. a childhood’s memory that i am living now.
this soft addiction keeps giving me a high
a veil revealing a face brighter than the sun
scorching me in love; making me religious.
touch me once, and i can die in peace..
for death can only bring me to those depths
where i surrender to this escapade
this imbroglio of emotions; this hour that always runs late
“you are not just in my life; you are my life”
i have waited patiently & impatiently countless nights
ran scenarios faster than time & withered away hours
now i can see that this time is ours
to fly higher than my friends high on cocaine
you are the final shot in the veins
i am complete & completely mad with her
if the flowers had known her love they wouldn’t have withered
come, lets head home now, the friends won’t understand.
get changed, smile and do our slow dance
words do not so justice
no rhyme is enough
but i still try
for all i have is words.
love; love happened. 🙂
मंच 