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“You and everything! Everything and everyone can wait, As long as you are with me it is never late, For it is the Summer flowers that ought to worry, Because winter always seems to arrive in a hurry, But when you are beside me, who cares whether it is summer or winter, For we can create anything as long as we are together, So let the Sun rise Irma, and let it set, let the Moon shine and disappear, Because in your presence anything can reappear, Let it be night forever or a day that never ends, Because around you and for you everything without any hesitation bends, Let the world incriminate me for my belief, As long as you love me, I need not know or feel any other form of relief, Let the world pray to the Gods or who cares if it is a Godless world, Because in my universe there is a Goddess who creates for me a truly God fearing world, So, let everything end, or let everything begin, For when I am with you, I care not, whether I lose or win!”

“Peach Cobbler You stirred the pot. Taking parts of you. Parts of me. The good, the bad. Even the things that aren’t So pretty to look at. And poured them into The pan. It’s easy to forget about The hurt until you come Face to face with it. Sour peaches aren’t the end Of the world. No matter how we layer it. These are the things we’ve Come to love about each other. Even the hurt becomes mixed In a sugar glaze with enough time. No matter how bitter. The brown of my skin Mixed with yours. A recipe that’s been done And passed down before our time. No matter how much of a mess We think that things are, No matter how bruised a peach We accidentally pick up. Nothing can replace the warmth Of a cobbler. Straight from the oven. Soon we’ll both be fast asleep. Your head rising and falling on my chest With each breath I take.”

“रात हो चली है और बारिश का साथ है, इस रात में मुझे इश्क़ की कोई सज़ा दे दो। मुझे अपने करीब ले आकर बाहों में भर लो, और मुझे नींद ना आने की कोई वजह दे दो॥”

“एक दिन ऐसा भी आएगा जब तुम्हारे पास मैं नहीं सिर्फ मेरी यादें होंगी, ये बादल भी रोएँगे उस दिन दिन जब तुम्हारे करीब मैं नहीं सिर्फ मेरी बातें होंगी। तुम्हें वो हमारी पहली मुलाक़ात याद आएगी, जिस बारिश में भीगे थे एक साथ वो रात याद आएगी। याद करोगे वो बातें जो हमने आँखों ही आँखों में की थी, कितनी हसीन थी वो चंद लम्हों की ज़िंदगी जो हमने एक दूसरे में जी थी।।”

“मेरी हर बात पर तुम्हारा शरमाना लाज़मी होता था, तुम्हारी हर अदा पर मेरा मुसकुराना लाज़मी होता था। जानते तो थे के मोहब्बत दोनों को है मगर, बातों ही बातों में प्यार जताना लाज़मी होता था॥”

“ना जाओ छोड़ कर के रात अभी बाकी है, तुमसे कहनी है जो वो हर बात अभी बाकी है। ये ख्वाब है हमारा तो ख्वाब ही सही, आधा-अधूरा मिलन हुआ है पूरी मुलाक़ात अभी बाकी है॥”

“I am a Dancer; rehearsing the steps of our unheard song with utmost perfection. Never will you tap your feet consciously. I am a Singer; singing the tune of the song I always wanted you to hear. Never will the melody bring back our memories to you. I am an Orator; emphasizing and emoting what I feel for you. Never will you hear your name throughout. I am a Writer; penning all the unsaid intentions with sincerity. Never will you see your name at the top. Because at the end of it all I am Actor; Nevertheless you taught me how well to pretend!”

“Flower in love The flower to the butterfly, Where do you always come from? Why do you always fly? And where do your wings get these colourful patterns from? She flew away without any reply, For she had a known flower to kiss, And his yesterday’s queries to reply, And then offer him a passionate kiss, There, poised on the flower that she knew, She spread her wings over its petals, It was a feeling that the flower knew, As the butterfly’s colours kissed its petals, Under the cover of her wings, They romanced in the light of love, And what a wonder it became to see a flower kissed by open butterfly wings, The symbol of two conflict free beings in total love, Beauty pressed over beauty, and covered in love, As the sunlight enveloped them in the shimmer of the pure light, The flower fell in love and the butterfly experienced love, And then it flew in the direction of the light, And I watched her flapping her wings hurriedly, As she shed her dust of colourful beauty over the flower in love, She became a part of this pure light almost hurriedly, And now it is the permanent delight for the light kissed flower, who too finally experienced love!”

“When archeologists find our Skeletons. They won’t have to question if it was love or not, My bones entwined with yours. Of all the beliefs in the world They’ll find at least two That coincided enough to be found Miles & miles in the dirt. Bonded to each other Branched & twisted with joy Not knowing that moment would be the last. Aware that nothing lasts Forever”

“Dashing through the snow, with a one track mind you slay! None can blind your goal, or force you go astray! Stronger than the sleet, bolder than the hail, on you ride the waves, daring through dismay! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way – all is sweet around you dear, your absence makes it lay. O, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle rings joy true. Earth has plenty ancient art, but the bravest art is you.”

“It is an easy thing to overlook true love. Our eyes are searching for event and objects Found in movies, Novels, And journals bursting with dreams. We glance above the murky reality. Our hearts do not notice the consistent presence Of loyalty, Friendship, And dishes again scrubbed clean”

“..the real world's all we've got. Believers in the supernatural claim to have special wisdom about the world. But real wisdom means knowing truth from falsehood, knowing the difference between evidence and wishful thinking. Yes, the real world is mysterious and sometimes frightening. But would the supernatural make it better? The real world has beauty, poetry, love and the joy of honest discovery. Isn't that enough?”

“Love is the bridge that leads from the I sense to the We, and there is a paradox about personal love. Love of another individual opens a new relation between the personality and the world. The lover responds in a new way to nature and may even write poetry. Love is affirmation; it motivates the yes responses and the sense of wider communication. Love casts out fear, and in the security of this togetherness we find contentment, courage. We no longer fear the age-old haunting questions: "Who am I?" "Why am I?" "Where am I going?" - and having cast out fear, we can be honest and charitable.”

“If you want to change people by talking about God, then there is only one way: instead of teaching God, you must live God. Because: "teaching" God is unthinkable in any other way than the way you would teach love or poetry. You teach love only through love, poetry only through writing poetry, faith in God only through a contagious way of trusting.”

“The man who invented Eskimo Pie made a million dollars, so one is told, but E.E. Cummings, whose verse has been appearing off andon for three years now, and whose experiments should not be more appalling to those interested in poetry than the experiment of surrounding ice-cream with a layer of chocolate was to those interested in soda fountains, has hardly made a dent in the doughy minds of our so-called poetry lovers.”