Lost in the crowd,
I’m never truly home.
I inhale my homesickness like it’s the fragrance of mangoes from my backyard long lost
and I always fall short of breath whilst I exhale it.
Sometimes I make home out of my favorite humans,
But it’s a fancy pass.
For my soul is a nomad, always looking for it’s Bandcamp
Always chasing love.
I never truly know where I am, but it’s always serene,
And I never truly know what it is but it keeps me alive.
It’s never really bliss
It’s never really Stark,
For the smell of affection loiters around like it’s the petrichor whilst the monsoon arrives.
Rain drops, heavens part, monsoon leaves.
Love withers as the Autumn arrives.
But love arrives, over and over again
And it leaves when you don’t want it to,
You’ll never know when it arrives,
You’ll never know when it leaves,
You’ll never know what it is,
‘But it will keep you alive’
For it’s the home You’ve been longing for!
As usual I peeped through my window,
I saw this man under the moonlight,
In a weather so intense yet serene,
Winds blowing faster as they could,
Deep inside I only crave for this Selenophile, only if he
ever looks at me the way he looks at moon;
I do want to belong!
So I finally ventured to move out and face the man of
Our eyes met, only for a second;
The moment being our parenthesis in eternity,
Sat down with him,
We both gazed at what we both wanted the most,
Him, the moon;
Then I looked at him, the way he looks at moon,
Clueless, He looked at me
Caught, I bowed down my head,
He gently put a strand of hair behind my ears
Raised my chin a little
And he looked at me, the way I always wanted him to;
As the epiphany gushed through,
I felt butterflies in my stomach;
Slowly we unflowered each other;
The universe smiled at us, when his lips caressed mine;
Our Fingers entwined,
The moonlight holds its own magic;
He pulled me even closer,
I have never felt so content before,
Though naked, we only looked into each other’s eyes,
Got another peck on neck,
I closed my eyes,
To loose myself more in the ripple of love,
After a few more hours of passion,
We fell asleep.
Come morning, there was no trace of him.
Frightened, I pulled my dress closer;
A tap on shoulder, a whispher in my ears:
‘The Selenophile has found his moon!’
You’ve cast a spell
Feel it’s bubble
Calm and serene
Life’s no more topsy turvy
You came to my life like springs
You’re like March
For you’ve put an end to the never ending winters of my life.
You came with an air
Air that soothes
You are like a magician
Longing to enchant my life with your magic
You’re like an artist
Who splashed the canvas of my life with all the beautiful colors of nature
You’re the pearl I’ve finally found after years of exploring the eternity of ocean
A pearl tangled in the oyster of love
Oyster within which my heart recides
I’m your sparkle
Let’s get tangled in this Oyster
Let’s calm the fire within the ocean of love
Let’s just remain in this bubble of magic forever
For you’ve cast this spell!