Colors of Love
What has happened to me of late?
The sound of falling footsteps behind,
Sends all my senses on a strike,
Leaving me with thunderous pounding of the heart.
My mind then buzzes with thoughts and I go dizzy.
Why this happens to me every now and then?
Is this what you call love?
Why I nurse the aura of a beautiful dream?
Why I see the Earth wearing new colors?
Why I feel the wind whispering to me a new tale?
Why do I feel this moment intoxicating?
A strong current course through my arteries.
Never have I felt like this before
Is this what you call love?
Lately I run to the mirror more often.
Am I becoming another Narcissus,
Getting drowned in my own image?
Why do I become so choosy in my dress?
Why do I look around to see,
If anyone has seen me smiling to myself?
I wonder what has happened to me these days
Is this what you call love?
Why do I see stars on a bare ebony sky?
Why I feel the night air indolently fragrant?
Why sleep eludes me at the wee hours of the night,
Making me sit delirious by the window
Hoping to catch the glimpse of a shadow
Why this happens night after night?
Is this what you call love?
Why my mind wanders like an unattended kite?
I grow excited, I grow restless.
I grow impatient with time.
Sometimes anxiety grips me.
I sink and rise in the ocean of my moods.
There is a visible change in me.
Is this what you call love?
I close my eyes tight and let my heart open,
Feeling the colors of love that paint me a chameleon.
In me rises a rare vivaciousness,
Igniting a new spark in my body and spirit and I awake,
To find myself greeting each morn with a song!
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