It’s Not a Bye-Bye

All may end up in tears,
still, it’s not a bye-bye.

The God in you will remain with me
sewed to my soul
planted beside my heart
observing my workings.
Inspiring, motivating, transcending…

In fact I plan to fuse my soul
with yours
transform it
carve it into your shape
with the energy called love
and turn it inseparable.

Even when you are gone,
it’s you that talks
and I am the one who admires.
You leave your imprints
and I walk along your followers

And one day, I die.
Yet my love remains immortal.
Your message remains immortal.
Your soul travels along time and space,
with fused tiny me travelling along.

All may end up in tears,
still, it’s not a bye-bye.
You are my God
and they say ‘God’s never die’.

© Kumar Gautam

How About Playing Strangers

How about playing a game my love? 

Snap, and we turn strangers. 

Search for unknown

Look for unexplored

A new expedition begins for sure.

 

No formalities, no responsibilities

No baggage’s, no expectations

No boundaries, no limitations

No conditions, no restrictions.

 

How about bringing those days back

Bouts of nervousness

Pulsating heartbeats

Zest to dare the impossible 

Belief to achieve the unbelievable 

Give a damn to right-wrong, good-bad, fair-unfair

Fall-rise, fail-win

Zeal to please, just please you.

 

Vying for attention

A little bit appreciation

Fight to patch and patch to fight

Never ending days, silent nights

A mere touch, slight brush 

And gush of blood

Longing for kiss 

Cobwebs of confusion 

Trillions of thoughts scaring for no reason

 

No over-thinking, no calculations

No adjustments to mood and exhaustion 

No worries about routine and sleep 

People’s thoughts, opinions & mischief’s.

 

How about playing this game my love 

Where love wins and intelligence doesn’t mind a defeat.

– Kumar Gautam