To my Love

 _To my Love_

It is so easy to fall in love,

But so hard to make it work.

  If we fall apart,

Someday......

Can we give it another fresh start, 

Another day ?

You make so happy,

That it terrorise me.

That if I will loose you,

I will despise me.

Cause it hurts,

So much.

When a loved ones,

Leaves.

Cause it hurts ,

So much,

When a loved ones,

Deceives.

You make me  feel,

The time will bounce .

Someday our love,

Would turn out to become the loosing drought.

I don't know,

If I am speaking my mind.

I don't know,

If we are really aligned .

I don't know,

You got so near,

In so less time.

I don't know,

If we could make it  everytime,

 through broken passages of winter's blue and  summer sky .

But you promise me ,

That you won't lemme down.

would you stand by me,

When I will be standing at the broken grounds?

Would you kiss me,

When I would shout?

Would you hold my back, 

If I am about to fall, somehow?

 Would you hold my hand,

When I will cry so loud?

Would you hold me tight,

In those arms of yours, 

Taking my pain, making me light?

Would you heal my bruises,

When my heart would bleed?

Would you carry me all the way , through,

If I would fall and trip, too low 

?

Would you really ,

Stay here , near to my soul?

All times, dear?

Ready to be disposed in those tender talks of yours?

Would you make me realise,

That love is real?

Or would you tell me twice,

We ain't meant to cry .

Would you do that all?

Would you leave me alone?

Would you lemme be enclosed?

Or would you look through my soul and make me yours?

Cause even when the rain fall,

In the eclipse of entry gate.

I can make my feet dwell and smile at the rainbow rage,

That we can fall ,like the fairy's  figure of bestowed soul.

 Cause even when the sun shine,

Or even if the moon die?

I will move my paths, 

Cause  all they say is, life goes on, from end to start.

What a metaphor!

Love is spelled  .

That we all are feared to loose it,

And then we  finally loose it , all overwhelmed .

When the climb is great,

And the dust is down.

I can be yours,

Sipping my coffee in your hometown .

We both can ,

Make up ends.

Or we both can,

Curse the stories that fall apart, all time from the start.

There would be pain,

But there would be love.

All I want to say is,

Whatever it is, and wherever it goes,

Just hold me close.

When you feel like falling,

Talk and call me,

Cry or weep, smile or grin.

But stay here, till the end, we can make our love win.

We  both maybe far,

But we can make it somehow work.

We both can rebound ,

If ever fallen apart.

But we can make it all through,

We can make our love  grow.

We can make it 🌸flowery or we can make it obstacled ,

Whatever we do , we both would reap , what we both would sow.

Distance can disapprove it,

Our careers can self twist  too.

But we can make it ,

If we all are determined to do so.

So here I say,

And here you can hear.

That even if we both fall apart,

We both can either take a break, or give it a new start!

But don't ever say good bye,

Or say to me - it ain't working out anymore !

Or if I will say the same shit to you,

Make me remember , what I told you, before .

That love is not the play of two pure souls,

It requires myriads of imperfection and flaws .

But we need to comprehend that we both are sinners doing ours sins,

But still when we both would look through each other and realise where we both really belong,

Than We can make our love win.

Leeza

1/1/21