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“Heart; I named my lass sweetly; She danced to the mundane tunes of daftness; By nature she was midsummer madness; Or rather a reckless, careless, devil-may-care colleen. I pampered all her hefty desires; Brain; my friend said treat her with caution; For she is a child; doesn’t ruminate her action; You are mother, with deep devotion. And one fine day came the tempest darling; She named him love, besotted and infatuated; Enchanted by his charms, smelled the roses; Failed to see the thorns that pricked. And drip-drip-drip, the blood it dripped; When her beloved tossed and crushed her core; She knew not how to stand up straight; I opened my eyes and the driblets fell. Don’t nurse her; said my friend; my brain; For she is a demented lass not worth the pain; She will go away when her wounds are dried; To her unmoved brutal hero, Love. A mother cannot be unmoved, I cried; For all this time, I held her high; I knocked at your door, you flinty villain; Not to hear, all that you said. Call me a demon or a dragon; For all I will say is don’t nurse the brat; Let her bleed and cry for some more time; She will get up; for she is your child. All he said was unerred truth; She bled and nursed her own wounds; She drove me to her hero’s place; And said, “This is where my poem stays.”

“I serve him because he appreciates being served. He serves me because he’s humble enough to, and I’m his peace. I don’t need to tell him he’s a King because I treat him as such. I respect him enough to let go of all that I once knew. He respects me enough to do the same, to let the world know I’m his peaceful Queen. Fortunately, our lives are full of choices, and God chose us to be together.”

“When I Found Thee (The Sonnet) When I found thee, 40 inch chest turned 50. When I found thee, A savage mind realized humanity. When I found thee, A poor vagabond became a beacon. When I found thee, A cowardly heart became a lion. Every cunning tradesman says, The trade of love is sheer torment. I say, better love and be hurt, For wounds of love are a lover's ornament. You appeared, and I found hope in every corner. Even amidst all hell I saw paradise appear.”

“Ruined Lover (The Sonnet) It isn't wrong to want, To be with someone. Whether they reciprocate, Is not your decision. You cannot force love, To force love is to ruin it. All you can do is reach out, Even at the risk of being ruined. Love never cares about reputation, If it did it wouldn't be love. If you can still think logical, You are anything but in love. Logic is but poison in love's domain. Let all ego be washed away by love's pouring rain.”

“Love, Latitude, Longitude (The Sonnet) Love knows no latitude, Love knows no longitude. Love only knows to be, Annihilated in servitude. Love knows no aptitude, Love knows no sanctitude. Love only knows to give, And wind up a destitute. A destitute lover is wealthier, Than a loveless billionaire. Prison of gold is still a prison, Our own greed makes us prisoner. Eyes off the gold and hands on the heart! Thus we shall wipe out all the world's dirt.”

“I am looking at this shiny star tonight, Wishing wishes could come true... I wonder if by any chance, He sees the same star too!! The overwhelming darkness tickles the lonely heart tonight, I wonder if he sees the star I am watching, May be he would stand within its light! There are many miles between us, but still our souls can meet... At this point when we look at this star together, May be our hearts could find their beat! Don't you feel the need for someone to come, Into your life... I am wishing for the same thing, As I watch this star tonight! This gentle light on my face, Cheers and comforts and holds me tight... I wonder if by some chance, I find you holding me with love and sitting by my side! But this remains a wish as he is still unseen and unknown, I wonder who he might be, to whom I would be prone! A hopeless or born romantic, Everyone is searching for true love, Wishing wishes in the darkness, To this magical star that hangs above!”

“Bygones" The weatherman says heavy rain, instead it dribbles like an old man unable to urinate. In the small orbit of the car, daylight clings to my collar, simmers in sweat, but I shall drive despite this meridian fry. I travel in the tremble of tin and tires. Up ahead, Barron Lake, your lost butterfly locket, Woodport, the warm rocks before the dive. The sun legs gently over the turbine hills, and always with a little luck I find your house, where torn cotton knits dry on an iron gate, and a vintage bicycle sinks in the garden. Over rum we discuss the length of our severance, agree to let bygones vanish amid the fray. Then kisses wheedle the lower back down till daybreak quiet as cat paws... treads the bedroom floor.”

“To excite my thoughts with your agony … To burn my soul in an explosion of hearts … To pull out my ignorance from the depth of my mind … To rush my fight with inner daemons … To torture my brain in a chaotic dance of thoughts … To cast the shadows from my little world … To feel the death of my celestial tendril (Excerpted from "Why did you come", chapter Passion)”

“Love is not a sentence. It is a pattern. You can whisper it with your mouth, or you can prove it with your habits. Show me in the way you protect what matters. Show me in the way you keep your word. Show me in the way you choose me when it is inconvenient. Do not decorate me with promises. Demonstrate me with consistency. If you love me, let it be visible in your discipline. Let it be evident in your restraint. Let it be obvious in how you love yourself. Because the way you care for your own soul is the blueprint for how you will care for mine. Do not say it. Build it.”

“If I could slide myself into the Palm of your hands. I'd split myself into five slender stems, So all of me could fit into the Vase of your hands. Between the stems there is A piece of me that I've hidden, Wild in proximity to you. Between your thumbs I've succumb to the tenderness of your smile. Though petite, my day is no longer incomplete. So I took a seat, and watched the sun rise from your smile for just a while longer”