Monday, 25 July 2016

THIRTEEN DAILIES

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Confabs "imposed" by him were what expounds my beam, defines my blush. From the eve of the fest of lights:

"On the gate of your place I am, And you're compelled to come, come and meet!"
My rejections were opposed, not just by him, but me indeed
I was enraged, but its colour detailed my blush that suffused;
Yes, a shiver raced up my spine, as assured he, in the day's first refuse!
His desideratum was turned down, down and down by me,
A request? No, rather his right on me to him it seemed!
Deviations these months counting six in us has brought,
Blushing anger, Smiling regrets... a lot!
Him gazing at me, and me saying myself:
Don't you, don't, don't fall in the trap of his charm,
It'll will cage you, cage your heart - HARM!
"13 more days, and 13 more meets!"
13 more promises to me he sealed!
From outskirts for shopping, to town i went,
When the seeing was sudden. SUDDEN? haha - yeah!
I walked cross him, and didn't, didn't turn,
He considers that sexy, that stride, i later learned!
No anomalous beats, or dizzy experiences, Just that warmth, that firmness overwhelmed.
That evening on the trodden path we sauntered and hiked,
When hands weren't held, but rather united us his bike's key-ring!
From anger and anger and anger to glow,
His height and my heels : a couple in those evening lights - too low!
"I Hate You!", i lilted and each time he smiled,
Like my system he has hacked and mortalized the contrast, for times more than nine!
Days passed, passed the THIRTEEN DAILIES, We bid a bye,
With sorrows that smiled, And lurching back, with his view across - i realised : His smile and glaze,
His words or lie,
Trapped me, my heart again
Just like - the very first time!


-NIKITA YADAV

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