Deep, the bullet lies..

"Dammit! Don’t you feel anymore? Are you so cold now!?"

Her word shook me inside out. I looked up from my laptop and out of the fogged window-glass. I always loved cold. Pushed the window open, felt the air on my skin and watched it play with her hair.

"I’m talking to you, hello?"

"… Hmm," I said still staring at golden flowing hair and her skin, which has the color of life.

"Is your heart dead? Can nothing move you?"


 How I wished I could show her the endless pages of poetry, I wrote for her.

"No, I mean yes," I answered her question in the best way I could’ve ignored it.

"You know you can ignore me, not what you feel. I know you’ve always loved…"

Then! I didn’t kiss her, I should’ve. Just didn’t..

"I can see love in your eyes, but they’re too dry.."

"Yes," I hardly managed to whisper.

"Tears died?"


"Speak up, then. Hug me. Hurt me too, for what I’ve done to you. Let me feel you once more, please.. Breathe life in me.."

I closed my laptop’s screen, the light was hurting my eyes. There is some part of me that hangs on every word I don't speak. But I think twice. Thrice. I keep thinking, and never speak. Won't. Or can't. I swallowed the words back and expected to hear some sort of rebuke, but there's nothing. 

There was just me.

Saved All My Love for You

To feel her heartbeats in my sleep,
To sense the fragrance of her skin in my dreams,
To whisper in her ears when she wakes up.
To kiss her soul when she kisses my lips.

These were my thoughts, when you slept within my arms,
Softly, she breathed on my chest.
We wake up to a beautiful life,
Or it's all just a dream, so beautiful.

As I told her about the love I felt for her,
She felt my lips on her ear,
She paused for a moment and breathed,
And said everything I have always wanted to hear.

As We Kiss; Ecstasy.

Her untamed velvety hands reach me in ways I craved for,
Hurt me in scintillating ways I could never prepare for,
Lets me hold her like I am the only one,
The way she hugs me as we kiss; ecstasy.

Felt her love in the movement of her lips,
Such mild smoothness as she clings to me.
Somewhere my heart actually registers her surprises,
As she looks with the eyes, I find my soul in.

Copyright/ Art Credit: Richa Arora

Like in dreams, much in life; her love blinds me,
In my heart her love completes me,
Like today, I hope tomorrow she'd still crave me,
And yes, I think I'm in love with her, completely.