Your games and
childlike attitude
always put me
in a bad
mood.
It's like you
were trying your best
to leave a
permanent crease in
between my
brows.
- frown.

Your throwaway comment
did not hurt me
I too threw it away

Carry some cremated human ashes

with you, always.

It will remind you that life

however gloriously or ingloriously

lived will end in ashes.

I want to be cold
I like feeling strong
I’m finally bold
Although it took long

But then you come and I change
You talk to my heart
This new feeling is strange
My walls fall apart

You know the untold
You touch the untouched
You make me unfold
Stop if it’s too much

Too free to be tamed
Reckless, but sane
Let us be close
Yet not overdose.