I Don't Want To Love You Often Poem by Arun Maji

I don't love you often.
I don't want to love you often.

If I don't hate you often, I can't love you often.
Hatred is the wind that takes me to your fragrance.
hatred is the current that drives me to your elegance.

I am drunk insane; always, as it is.
I oscillate between-
hating you and loving you
forgetting you and remembering you
pushing you far and pulling you close
loathing you bitter and kissing you sweet.

I am insane.
Insanely insane, wildly insane, irreversibly insane.
I love spice more than sweet.
I love your hungry teeth more than your soft kiss.

Tell me- why cloud exists?
Why not just colours of rainbow?
Because, it's cloud that glorifies rainbow.
It's my hatred that glorifies my love.

I would hate you often, make love to you often
I would fight you often, I would kiss you often.

O my love, it's time to hate you
and drive you far away;
and then cry for you
and seek you all my life.

© Arun Maji
Painting by Hemen Mazumder