Four Seasons Of Love... Poem by samyak jain

Four Seasons Of Love...



i am best served
if you only read my poems,
if you only cast a glance
on the inanimate words,
and
tell me after a while
there is no need to
write whom
it is dedicated to
because
you again will say
it is i, and i only
you write your poems on.

truly, beloved
my whole being
is being swallowed by
you and you only,
the single star in my sky is i only,
the draught of life
fisted into my palm
one day i
will drink to your name
and embrace immortality.

the monsoon, the winter,
the spring and autumn
all slither over me
depending upon your moods,

i am helpless
if you are away from me,
equally swamped
am i
if you drown
me with your love.

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