Winter...Come to Me...

The pelting of the raindrops...

on the dried parched & thirsty earth

Reminds me of the beauty lost...

& the beauty gained

Ohh!!! I miss...the sweat

I miss the heat

I miss the thirst....

What pessimism envelopes me...

I of all...miss the beauty of summers...

That blazing sun...

beating harshly on a poor beaten down path

that stifling heat

driving every inch of you to sheer madness

Ohh!!! I miss the summers

Do I miss desolateness

Do I miss the lonely roads

CRYING out for companionship

Ohh!!! I miss the smell of afternoon nap...

I miss the beauty of night breeze...

That is my beauty lost...

 That is my beauty lost...

But Ohh!!! Don't despair...

I do have my beauty gained...

I do have my beauty gained...

The sheer magnitude of the sight of...

tears of clouds pounding upon

dried parched skin of earth

Moves me into a life of chaos...

Ohh!!! The paradox of finding

Silence in Chaos...

Happiness in tears

Beauty in puddles...

Ohh!!! I see a calm summer night

turn into a fiery torrential pouring...

But do I find calmess in both?

Do  I love both?

Do I crave for one?

& wish for the other to walk away?

My love....

This is what I've turned into...

A summer prince...

drenched in a monsoon night...

Aahh!!! The pain of change...

The confusion of calmness

and the silence of chaos...

Makes me wish for a summer breeze of nights...

& yet I wish for those raindrops to hide my tears...

Walk away my dear...

Walk away from me...

For my next season will be...

An Autumn...

But the only life I wish for you...

Is the Spring of my life...

For now the chill of Winter...

Is what I wish for...

for my heart reminds me...

It is nothing more than that Without YOU....

What Do I name this???

Ohhh!!!! dear!!! What fire of jealousy rages on....

Ohh...!!! I am consumed by the

mere whims & fancies of Satan

Colorful flames of lovely hate dance around me....

Despair dazzles me...

& a tiny leaf on the wooden oak

breaks my concentration....

Woe me!!! Cast me down the depths of hell...

for an emotion as pure as a smile...

burns me into cinders...

I feel like a charred wood...

sitting in the altars of Goddess of Beauty...

Do I live to hate?

Or Do I live to be jealous?

What do I live for?

Why does a smile on my love's face

jar me in my heart always...

Is it because that...that smile...

would have been mine...

Or is it that twinkling of an eye...

that I would have killled to see in her eyes for me...

Why do I grudge her?

Why do I want to be the only one?

What do you call this?

Do you call me a monster?

Or a loathsome creature...?

Or do you call this my love...

Ohh!!! Where have that romantic ideas of love gone...

Where has my fair damsel hid her?

Ahh!! Smile my love...

For a heart as black as mine...

expects nothing but radiance of your smile...

& the stabs in my heart...

Ohh!!!

I'll bear them as thorns on my crown....