My Conditional Love

Just working around with life is not easy,
I never wanted to learn so much understanding every bit of it,
But I couldn’t help I just turned love frenzy,
I tried numbness but didn’t really fit.

I try so hard to keep expectations and wants at bay,
I simplify and share all my conscience with every friend and foe I can,
But under the scorn of my emotion pathetic I lay,
Reeling under the weight of every small plan.

I keep calm and pacified every time I desire a shrill cry,
It grows inside me a burning desire and chars me to pain,
No words I have to exemplify,
Every wound is a sorry gain.

The conditions for my smile are simple,
I want joy to overpower my haunting ego,
I will not again show a single quibble,
Running away from holiness nowhere I go.

Against a belief I say it is the greatest to love than be loved,
The only condition - respect my love,
Here I ask something with a cliché flawed,
Taking a new road with an old curve.

I want things in return I am not a saint,
How can I wait when the time won’t wait?
My love will of course never die,
The four walls I live in don’t have a gate.

Condition is not an infliction to be tolerated,
A ‘no’ can always be said with a smile,
I won’t hurt you I won’t leave myself haunted,
I will not put in front of you my heart in a pile.

Come to me and I will show you how I mean,
There in no power in the way I call you,
I may not know exactly what can be good and clean,
But my love is conditional and it is all for you.

You,
And only you.

A Boat Sank in Love

I have been designed to sail on the liquid of life,
I have been made of wood so that I float with less desire of mine.
I budge in the direction given by the breeze,
I move hand in hand with the water waves with no self-strife.

I walk with no legs and speak without a mouth,
I have no eyes to see and no sense of smell.
I have no dreams to cherish and no hunger to quibble about.
But I am a small boat with a story to tell.

The sunrise was as beautiful as the sunset and the moon,
The froth on the coast was fresh with distant flowers maroon.
The breeze propelling me was filled with sweet fragrance of water,
The waves under me soft with a feel of leather.

The depth of the ocean below was as inspiring as the boundless skies above,
The golden image of bright sun on its surface as beautiful as the moonlight’s bow.
The pleasant voice of the waves rubbing and kissing each other,
Made me question if this was real.

I was crashing into love and falling for the ocean,
A lifeless boat brewing in verve and emotion.
Silly was I to ask for the same in return,
I got the answer even before it was my turn.

A single wave rose as high and far as my lifeless heart could see,
And crashing it came with all the crushing force of my love I could feel.
The intensity of my love’s pride was enormous enough,
Behold my heart said – you are going down into the large trough.

My soft wood cracked with a sharp noise,
And love-filled heart broke with no voice.
I was thrown far from where I was,
Over turned with my heart torn across.

I began to sink deep into the depths I still love,
I could now feel the water I should always love.
The suffocation was overpowered by love,
I cried I was being killed by the one I love.

Now I lie with sand and dust on me on the ocean bed,
Surrounded by the cold waters for whom my tear was shed.
I wonder if my love was of any worth,
Now I am dead – a sunken boat.