The Prison of Love

Her charm attacked my mind

her beauty captured my thoughts,

occupied the parts of memories,

and her soul took over mine.

She sliced my heart with her smile,

and pierced my sight with her grace.

She intoxicated me with her eyes,

and kills me with her grace.

I do not know why my heart

constantly thinks of the only one

that I wish to forget

It feels like my mind has gone crazy

and my heart has gone insane.

After getting separated,

I never felt the distance from her.

But when I was near,

I never felt close to her either.

If heartbeat had names,

mine would have hers.

And if thoughts had faces,

mine would be hers alone.

Unable to understand,

what is my punishment?

Becoming close to her,

or getting separated?

Even after meeting, we stayed afar

even after talking, we remained quiet.

They said love sets us free,

but mine made me a prisoner,

and my prison has her name.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind