Khamosiyaan....

Why couldn'’t I feel the warmth of a sunbeam Nor could I sense the color of breeze For I’m stuck in a gloomy dream Since the time you evaporate at ease Never could I again be enchanted in your magnetic voice Nor could I hear the familiar whisper that warms my sensation I’m only left stuck in fleeting memories without choice Trying to feel you in my minds that deepen Baby, I’m stuck in lovesick that much Life without you renders me in darkness I’m out of breath for you are beyond my touch My dampened heart leaves me swathed in sadness Baby, please come back to my side For I’m frozen without your presence Hold me warmly against your heart inside Preferring to melt in your arms in silence

A spell has bound me. I don't know what you'd be doing this minute I keep thinking of it every moment. My heart was lost days ago It has become your shadow refusing to come back. wherever I see I feel you are there nothing is seen except you you don't let me sleep at nights how shall I rest? you don't let me wake at morns 'cos you are in my dreams. How shall I resist your spell? - . !...

"Are you in love with a woman you can't have? " That certainly is not true; I may not always be yours physically But I certainly belong to you. You are the light in my eyes The smile upon my face; You are the beat of my heart You are my arm's most treasured embrace. You are my first thought in the morning My last one when I close my eyes at night; You are the one my love embraces And one day I will be by your side. So, you see, your friend was mistaken For we love each other that is true; I may not share your last name But I certainly belong to you.........

Love is not for the balanced. We're not meant to fit in, but to bust the boxes. Even when I'm not right, I'm stubborn. Until the other person develops his arguments better. To seduce is to poking, bumping, filling the bag, exposing the fantasies, rehearsing new approaches, not giving up the personality, contradicting expectations, making drama to plunge into comedy. The tare calls for exclusivity. Sex depends on conflict. To be the best person is an offense to me, I want to be the person of choice, the person I need.