Akash Agrawal

Rookie (26th March,1992 / Rairangpur)

Peak Of Love - Poem by Akash Agrawal

Under the shades of darkness
The moon and the stars-the only witness;
I, the slave of your beauty
Ask for your partnership till eternity.

I envy the eye-liner
That dwells in yours eye’s border.
I envy the lip-gloss
That kisses yours lips so close.
I envy your necklace tied
That gives you love bytes.
I envy your handkerchief
That your fingers play with.
I envy your garments
That feels like the warmth of your frame.
I envy grit
That touches your feet.

None but I
Have the right
On the love of mine
Else from this life, I’ll resign.
I don’t know
The depth of your love
But without much ado
I just say “I Love you”.

These three words
The moment you’ve heard
Has turned off your smile
And your silence has taken me to surprise.
Come on, why are you so tensed?
What shall I interpret to your silence?
Is it what
That’ll shatter my every part?
Is it what
That’ll break my heart?

Oh! What a black night is this?
Being so close, we are far away still.
May I,
If you don’t deny,
Ask you to define
Why your love lesser than mine?
May I,
If you don’t deny
Ask you the cause,
For my love more than yours.

Ah! I am so compelled
In love with no one else I can fell.
Cause, to you, I’ve already gifted
My heart, in my love, wrapped.
And I was taught by my parents
Not to ask back for the given present.
Now, I don’t possess my heart with me
And I can’t ask it back from thee.
I can’t present it anyone else
As you are the owner of my breath.

Being the owner of my heart
You can do with it, what you want:
Out of the window,
You may throw;
Preserve it
As a showpiece in the closet;
Upon your wish,
You can even flush it.

I know my love is
At its peak.
If the zenith of my love,
From your expectation, is far below,
Then I don’t know
How to love more?
Then I don’t know,
What else can be “The Love”?
This is the ultimate limit
Beyond which I can’t exceed,
This is the ultimate pinnacle
Of my love for my love’s survival.

Beyond my love
I want to know
What love is?
What I can do to please?
If my love is insufficient
Then “Love” is but individual’s annihilation.
Love is nothing
But a gateway to only pain and suffering.
And now with this plight and sorrow
To own you in my next birth, I vow.
I’ll be waiting for you
And now “Good Bye” I bid you.
Here, I stop my breath
And I summon Death;
To conquer you soon
Beneath the same moon.
Here my spirit flies
Bidding again “Good Bye”.

The beautiful pleasing girl now returns
From the world of imagination.
From the proposal, being at the top of the world,
To describe her feelings, she had no words.
Her happiness
Made her speechless
And took her
Miles away towards the future
Which was so beautiful,
Which was so loveable,
That she got stolen
By her imagination,
Lost her smile
And lost herself for a while.

Now she gains back her wits
But she again loses it;
Cause she sees the sight
Which takes her to surprise.
Her dream boy is dead
On the floor, with his blood, all red.
She loves the only love of her
And the intense pain she can’t bear.
To accompany the heavenly abode of her love
Even she now cuts her nerve.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 2, 2011

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