The Divine Love

That dark time hadn't passed when you were still with him,

After leaving me tied with despair on a chair emitting grim.

Your brown eyes never turned blue with cold,

Despite you knew that you were the one who struck me bold.

I sat there for ages crying those worthless tears,

In that grey room of solitude who drinks all of your fears -

And produces a man who shimmers with depression,

Who is totally devoid of loving someone again with the true affection.

I had forgotten you completely with my wish and will,

But whenever I look at the moon, I find you staring me still,

And in those thousand stars which flicker with awe and confusion.

You smile at the desperate condition I'm in with heart-felt elation.

I see you in those blissful flowers which adorn anyone's relationship,

And I can feel you when I hear the temple bells ringing before the worship.

My heart still beats for that love, which I imposed on you,

Which can be restored if the thorns of loneliness don't puncture me through.

I always knew I wasn't worth you in every aspect of a mortal's vision,

Still I consoled myself and expressed my love before you without a hesitation.

I was certainly broken with your denial and discomfort,

And so I'm walking today in an unspecified future of mine, quite hurt.

The love birds I see twittering gaily with their mates on my way,

Moisten my eyes and coerce my heart to cry and say -

Why the good Lord didn't secure any love for me before he sent me to this world,

Why all the good, happy things were forbidden to approach this nerd?

I always come to a pause whenever your beauty comes across my noisome mind,

I start diving into my past in which you were the only bliss I could ever find.

Now, my tears and pain have no meaning in defining my love for you,

I feel numb like a grass in the winter who gets to bear the ice-cold drop of dew.

I often stand in the rain so that the pure water heals my bare flesh of dejection,

But that impeccable purity further intensifies my harmless conflagration.

I always return from the rain drenched in an uncanny melancholy,

Can't any virtue of this glorious nature make my conditions any holy?

I have no idea about how much happy you are resting in his arms,

But believe me, even I can get you that feel with a flashy spark of charm!

My heart is still unlocked for you to lock it with your furtive love,

And I'm all ready to offer my life for you if you want it to be served.

I cannot manage to weep my remorse everyday when you talk about him in front of me,

It may appear that I have got a hard heart which cannot easily bleed.

But the doleful truth lies naked grinning in front of me with a pinch of fear,

If you do not accept me even now, I'll certainly die in the coffin produced by my endless tears.

"I love you more than anyone else,

This is what everytime my mind tells.

Though my love may not appear to shine,

But it is certainly a lot divine."