A Meet of Ecstasy



 Maybe I died,

And this all feels like heaven.

Or maybe it is a dream,

A dream which wasn’t expected ever.

I Know you aren’t real,

It is just a stupid who wants to hold.

I will let you leave,

To see what future unfolds.

I know I don’t have that of a luck,

Which owns this treasure in whole.

I don’t expect anything because I love,

If you will leave I will not be broken it is just this heart will have another hole.

Looking at you,

Makes me hate when I blink.

Listening to you,

Makes me hate when I have to think.

Speaking to you, Oh! Sorry I cannot,

Cannot phanthom such disgrace.

What can be said to a beauty,

And that too which is ace.

It is all of you I want,

Sorry for this awkwardness(your silence) I am in a haste.

Sorry my words are weak in front of you,

Your silence just makes me hate my literary taste.

I don’t wish that I can be with you,

It is just my feelings, my greed I hate.

What can I say more now,

Let me just leave all onto this fate.

I don’t expect anything,

Because I love!

Your image struck in head, Words in my Ears,

But I know I am too poor, They aren’t the things I deserve.

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