My eyes wander when she is not around,
Until they meet her gaze; then go to ground.
A glance from her, and all is clear,
She soothes my heart, just by being near.
Every time she gazes, my heart loses control,
Yet I hold it so it doesn't fall.
When she speaks its like waving a magic wand,
And my nerves react, wanting to jump beyond.
When I don’t get to see her,
It's like a fasting day for my eyes.
And the days I don't think of her,
Are like dry days for the mind.
My heart is a bomb, ticking her name,
The day it stops; it won't be the same.
It will explode and when it does,
The damage will show what my longing was.
Continuous mental traffic burns bright,
My eyes refuse to surrender to night.
So here I remain, in her thoughts loop,
Lost in the gravity, unable to recoup.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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