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My thirst for love feels never quenching,
My quest…seems complicating,
Years of search and no result yet,
Losing even before playing, is this all to get.

Travelling I came to get the best,
Still my soul, is not at rest,
Many more miles to go ahead,
Till my tears become red.

One more life to this world I’ll have to give,
To win my love from it, I believe.

Confessions of an unspoken love

Those intense eyes pull me towards them from farthest distance;
I try to avoid his presence on any pretence.
The apparition of his strong scent, holds my breath even a mile away;
And the chivalrous mannerisms make him more desirable with every passing day.

His vigour sends shivers down my spine;
And his voice soothes my ruffled emotions that pine.
I extend my hand to reach him, but he always seems too far,
His pose has the rawness of Adonis at war.

I think, how it would feel to be in his embrace;
Could it be my cocoon, warm and protecting my grace?
I question myself, “Do I know him well? Or, in fact, do I know him at all?”
Journey with him looks like the wild’s call.

Apprehensions and hope, realism and faith …
Mind and heart caught in all-day debate.
Wish I could read those eyes and decipher that smile;
The flow of his expressions is enigmatic and agile.

I guess, am on a trip back to my teen,
Where the world is fragrant and musical, with a pinkish sheen;
If it’s an actuality, then let it gleam;
Else don't wake me up from my beautiful dream.