Trapped in basket of love,
in love garden without
a lover;
her beauty sedates me,
just as it excites me,
she hypnotizes me with
elegance and
mesmerizes me with
golden tone.
Heart becomes
prison of love
and angel takes no
notice of it,
freedom-
I lost-
in courtyard of love,
liberty-
I traded for
sighting love-
in the house of
uncaring lover.
Enchanted by her
beauty,
intoxicated by her smile,
from tree top-I watch
her step walk every
morning-
from roof top-I watch
her evening relaxation-
in the midst of sentry;
she care less about
my feelings.
Anytime-I see her-
momentarily
I’m deactivated,
still her vivacity brings
me back to life;
anytime-she walks pass
me-
brain grids become
electrified,
eye turns automatic
camera to capture life
image.
Anytime-she talks-
acoustics in me goes
to work,
mind composes lyrics
of love,
cochlea becomes mixer
of rhythm.
I’m dying of love-
but…
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