Zehni Ayyashi (ज़हनी अय्याशी)

This ain't a poem, cause no hero died, no girl cried. This ain't a poem, cause no one got hurt, nobody got curt. This ain't a poem, cause no one clapped n no one got trapped. This ain't a poem, cause    no one voted  n  nobody noticed. This ain't a poem, as no one blushed and not a single heart gushed. This ain't a poem, as you didn't say wow, and neither you questioned how. This ain't a poem, as it started, when we all were empty hearted.

Butterflies are dying and flowers are enjoying. Is this the magic of love.... Doves are crying and hawks are spying. Is this the tragedy of Jove... When a kingdom face bad time and throne feel insecure...  The light of the satan prevails, under evil souls.... The queen is dead, king is wounded and the prince is missing..... Oh! my lord can you interfere when the battle is almost at an end..... Will I fight or I surrender, only time can tell.... My fate is in your hands whether I will be seen in heaven or hell.... Now I am leaving but before I go, let me take last sip of my favorite wine... I don't want to be dead with a thirsty soul, my divine!.... Here I come, with all my weapons.... I know evil won't end,Whether I use gun, curse, sword or my blooded shell..... So let me say my last wish, in the name of my kin.... Long live the queen and long live my king..

Let's meet somewhere by chance, neither in rome nor in france. Let's meet to feel good, neither to seal or sign wood. Let's meet in trance, neither unconscious nor in stance. Let's meet in between, neither in reality nor in dream. Let's meet to be fair, n not to be paired or despair....

You were ahead of your time that's how I know you. That was love and I am sure of that. We can't capture time, it ticks all the time. I was low for sometime but  was told from above that it had to happen like this. I am happy now, I see you from a different window. I see other people with and around you with whom you are spending time and same applies to me also.  The sun was more brighter, the breeze was filled with fragrance, everyone in his/her life feels the same and seizes a time frame I have mine and you have yours. Better and worse time shall come but that time frame stays intact. We may call it love, we may call it hangover of young souls, whatever it was that adrenalin rush I never felt again.

Love does not happen in a day it grows gradually, but then why do we hear “Love at first sight”. Those are the vibes which hooks us for that person. It is the seed of love and not the full tree. The love tree has many branches of forgiveness, understanding, companionship, it has the root of trust, it has the fruit of lust and it is covered by the leaves of ‘will’. In relations ‘will’ is required sometimes more than love itself. When ‘will’ dies, love also, automatically die. Love does not mean to bear the other person's mentality and it doesn't even mean to unite your mentalities. All it means to surrender yourself and let open the doors of your heart, so that the warmth, knowledge, humanity and grace of god should enter. It is a way to know ourselves. When we love someone we forget the word 'I' and we say 'We' and that is the key to love. It is the game played by heart when our brains get defeated. Let loose you, let me come in, let love come in, let lord co...