Of course, I know -

The minute I released the arrow.

Yet, I am not going to confess -

I will have to live with it.

Most of the days - 

I walk like a zombie -  

Going by chore after chore. 

Yet, one of the nights - 

You shower me with your bliss - 

You send the best of your muses. 

And I keep dreaming 

Of a world I know nothing of. 

Of a beauty I was unaware of. 

Of things I tag as impossible. 

You let me scribble -
On this sand -
And roar great meanings -
from it.
Yet, erase everything with a tide.

You make my heart heavy -
With act after act -
Plainly tormenting me -
Yet, let me scribble -
And Lose all the weight.

You let me empty the bottle -
Making my eyes red -
And words sharp -
Yet, let me fall asleep -
To wake up fresh on next day.

I feel happy,
just by thinking of you -
and start dancing -
in circles -
around you -
with closed eyes -
raised hands -
rhythmic footwork -
to the music,
I made up that instant.

Knowing you -
are cheering -
I dance, until tired.
and fall asleep -
like a baby -
you created that morning.

I sleep -
in void.
in full bliss.
Knowing you -
are watching over me -
in spite of what they say of you.

A Rat,
Could go up or down,
the hill.

You could still eat it -
When you are ahead of it,
Either at peak or at dike.

There is nothing more I can say -
That which is not said across the eons -
By the poets in multitude of languages -
After you were created by humans -
And got all the inspiration,
For evolution at civilizaiton scale.

Yet, I have a lot to say -
Yet, I keep quite -
As I know, nothing will change your mind.

You are already made,
You are already at the last page,
Of reading my judgement.

All the Pillars are falling,

Only a couple left.

After them -

I won't have any to lean on.

You are the only one
I ever loved —
after him.

You are the only one
I ever could love
Forever now on.

You don’t make it easy.

I keep putting on same face
without any masks.

I am nobody
But here with you,
I am a rider
Thank you Dragon.

Reading a book - you like,
Is almost like meditation.

You touch the pages,
You smell the pages,
You focus your eyes,
You block everything else,
From reaching your ears.

It’s a state prior to Samadhi.