It was a divine moment when I set my eyes on you,
For up until then, my line of sight had caught very few.
It was so long back, I can’t remember exactly when,
But my heart knew, with whom days n nights I’d like to spend.

At first it may have been a friendship when I just saw u often,
But gradually in your magic spell my world began to spin.
I have been happy with the world but happier with you,
‘Coming home”, it turned out, had a definition anew.

Over the years our relationship has grown stronger,
And sometimes I still wish time spent with u each day was longer.
With you having grown sleeker, slimmer and more fun,
How could anyone doubt that you are my special one? ;)

When I needed support, you were always there for me,
With your kind eyes melting away my misery.
Your tales of hope, grit, pain, joy n love,
Transported me to a cozy place where I felt enveloped.

You weren’t preachy but certainly haven’t preached in vain,
Unlike for others, for you I never experienced disdain.
What have I experienced for you, you may ask?
And here I realize you have never put me to a task.

But today is different when I see you holding still,
You’re still smiling at me yet your eyes are a-fill.
This subsurface pain that is paralyzing you today,
‘The task’ I realize, is to convey that it’s no more welcome to stay.

Don’t you worry my love, you’ll be good in no time,
We’ll celebrate your comeback with cherries and wine.
Just remember your special place in my heart,
But for u I’d be a broken machine as you’re my spare part.

I was sittin in the veranda, 
Making a house of cards,
You blew right in, 
And caught me off guard.

I heaved a sigh, 
Still managed a smile,
You were a cool breeze,
Blowing at twenty a mile.

I enjoyed ur touch,
As you ruffled my hair,
Closed my eyes in abandon,
As I felt u here n there.

I welcomed u home,
Wanted you by my side,
As I saw you getting rough,
I had to shift back inside.

You were gaining momentum,
By the moment, turning wild,
I hurried to draw curtains,
N pull down the blinds.

You were calling in ur folks,
Your mother n sister,
Lightning, torrential rain,
A potential twister.

I'd expected u alone,
Not only in the beginning!
Didn't I as an invitation,
Hold much meaning?

As u moved wildly,
You got your groove,
U carried on unconcerned,
Unperturbed; unmoved.

As you shook my heart,
My ceiling, walls n ground,
You were really scaring me now.
With that God awful sound!

I shrank to the floor shivering,
Even crying unaware,
You froze me with ur look,
That cold cold stare.

I was longing for warmth,
Feeling scared n lonely.
Was missing the tenderness,
It'd lasted for moments, only.

I relived ur genteel touch
of earlier, in my mind,
Wishing to the heavens,
U wud again be kind.

Like this I dunno how many,
Hours i'd managed to pass.
When I awoke, alone,
I cud see shards of glass.

Flowers were strewn,
Vases lay broken,
Dead fish in the pot,
A sad, heartless token.

While u were around,
Hell had broken loose.
My hand crept to forehead,
Swollen with a bruise.

It was an eerie quiet,
After ur noisy night visit.
First thought in my head was,
I wasn't gonna miss it.

As I walked outside.
Was greeted by the sun.
My constant fren over time,
The reliable one.

I smiled at my mistake,
The sadness was wrong.
After the turbulent night,
Here I was still standing strong.

As I heaved another sigh,
A smile caught my face,
Was just time to pick up pieces,
And tidy up the place.

I'll cherish my family,
Make new friends,
For the ones I cant find,
My way, He'll send.

My world is beautiful again,
Sunny or cloudy, but bright.
O' deliver us from darkness,
Let there be light!

Spring O spring don’t come this year,                             

Cuz with blossoms and smells you’ll bring a tear,

Or two to my now wet eyes,

And I’m hoping they would finally dry.

Each year you have been anxiously awaited,

With hopes and dreams, breaths bated,

For a season of happy swings,

The range of emotions these would bring,

From simple joy to ecstasy,

No one else I’d wish to be.

Go out with pals, frolic and celebrate,

Joie de vivre would not abate.

Dandelions, sour cherry and other flowers,

Getting caught in warm love showers.

Presents of many a thoughtful gesture,

Would then be the cause of (eye) moisture,

Unlike today whence each passing day,

Is sometimes a growing cause of dismay.

It seems that seven and twenty years past,

The skies must’ve been overcast,

With a threat of thunder showers and rain,

Of fears, trouble and to some, pain.

Chill in the air and grey in the skies,

Autumn - the name when hope dies.

Spring to see and autumn to feel,

Oh it’s a terrible ordeal.

Why don’t you just vanish away?

And we’ll pretend you ne’er came this way.

Come back when heart confirms what eyes see,

Not a cacophony but a sweet melody;

Not promises and hearts asunder,

Not painful showers following thunder.

Oh come back then and I’ll wait for you,

I’ll treat you good and give what’s due.

I’ll thank the Lord and say a prayer,

Not a tear I’ll hide, but a laughter I’ll share!