On a faulty starry dream…..

My visions rambled of salad days,

when we held hands together!

Sliding your dark ringlets, I wish I could find the fault in your eyes

Mocking my retain to hold you tight, I was left so forlorn

Nausea in eyes, that they had…..

‘I just love you, girl’ 

Don’t ask me why!; I know you’re shy, Gosh!

The menace you?

Let’s Slide these rusted bars!

Let your Senses aura our love, not their Straightest shackles…

Don’t leave me in a sink of queries, ok?

Just let me confine our breaths to the fullest, my love

A lady mingles with her sweetie, they feel so bitter….

Love is the same scent, don’t you now smell it as litter

Beneath the purple sky, beside the french couch…….

Wish, I could just be with you…

I know, all this would be lost…..

In a couple of fleeting lovely frames, we had

But, remember, I still love you, so don’t be sad

After ages, are dry with ideal love poems….

we would shine as peerless lovers, in a blonde shed

”Ay, you my princess, don’t you dare to weep”

I shall tear the cosmic ideal pages, just to make you feel jolly

Remember, the dawn, I said,” I love you kate”

So, anxious, fluttered and  shy, with all bunch of crowd staring

You were choiceless, but still caring

I liked the fair, jolly, madam

I lusted a pure lady, for nothing  but love

I tickled your curves a bit, and you sprouted out

“o..o…ohh…stop tickling karry”

Now, so lone, so deep sunken, I crave you

I still don’t find the fault in your eyes!

~Karry Mighel 

Odisha, India