I don’t do moon and stars
I’m not good at metaphors
I’m not what you call a romantic
That said, I’m no less enthusiastic
When I give, I don’t count
And when I take, there’s no discount
Don’t question my kindness
Don’t look for my weakness
By your side I’ll stay
As long as you don’t stray
You’ll be mine
Until ends time

despite your presence
i feel the absence
of your mind
maybe it's a sign
i feel it in my soul
and my toes
are we reaching
the end of you and me?

i’m scared to pray
even when things
don’t go my way
i know I’ll pay
for the times i stray
i keep pushing
it all away
thinking ‘come what may,
He’ll still give
me another day’

“Drifted apart”
were two words
we’d never thought
would apply to us
You said, “Never!”
and I said
“Never ever say never”.
You laughed. I shrugged.
Now we’re worst than strangers.
We don’t even say hello
to each other.

one day
I’ll wake up
not caring
whether or
not you care

Don’t call me a poet
For only out I let
What you bet
Would never set
me free and yet
here I am - a Juliet
who may not forget
but lives in no regret

We used to eat from the same plate
because besides being best mates
we were soul mates
There were some that did speculate
On us being so intimate
We would laugh at their spate
After all, how could love turn into hate?
An answer I'm yet to postulate
Because that's one question I'm still trying to assimilate