my twister love is celebrating her birthdayShe invited me but reluctantly
Probably she is scary of me
or my thoughts
may be my key-pad
she knows i don't have i-pod
She is damn happy at that
I asked her
why love!!
She feels i'm too spoilt
But my heart puts a subtle refrain
tell me love
what's that bullshit thin around
You see love!
decency is something to reckon
But my obsession with her is by default
I was enjoying her birthday cake
I am very fond of chocolate cake
and ofcourse my navy cut
She says love!
smoking is bad
very bad
But you see
my heart says
it's not good even for me
I kept mum
probably that's my habit
She looked at me
I got scared
you know why?
her himalayan hair supported by antarctic eyes
bullshit damn thin she has
it pulls out of my psyche
which probably
i'm not aware of it
She is instinctive at her provoking me
She smiled at my way of keeping silence
and behaving a good guy
Love!
You see i have heard about:
Shakespear, Keats, William Wordsworth, Kalidas and Tagore:
I got scared : very scared :
A glimpse of her
and bullshit fission reaction in damn brain+brain+heart+heart
Love! she said while eating her cake!
What was gist of all these great people around us
I was reluctant to reply
But she insisted
Love!
They have had an innate urge to see beyond
What's that bullshit beyond-she was sipping her coffee!!
You see! LOVE!
Love for a person beyond a threeshold value is a psychiatric disorder!
Do you mean!
They suffered from psychiatric disorder!
I was looking at her lips glowing like a budding rose!
No Love!
They had a unique non- psychiatric disorder!
What is that Love? she asked while opening her chocolate dark beans!
I kept mum!
She put a handful of beans in my mouth!
I could see her glowing chiesel finished hands
And her fingers
I could see whole of my Orchids e-album
You see love!
Nature is beyond at creating these beauties around us!
And Nature played great too while creating these persons around
As they could see the Beauty around
source inspiration: neha c'.s space+ PU CHD but only +

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