Just like that

 And just like that. 

I babble deep into the night.

And you caress me,

touching my soul, 

without touching me.

You don't hear me speak.

You listen.

To the spoken, and,

to the silent

sonics of my heart.

You listen.

Not to answer.

But to understand.

Just like that.

You indulge me

into being myself.

Just like that

you walk through the mesh

of arteries and veins

and settle in some auricle.

Mayhaps ventricle.

Oh, it doesn't matter!

As long as you are there for me.

In my heart! 

Welfare unto all

Rab Rakha

Brevity

Minimum, mostly.

Not the silver tongued,

eloquent speeches.

Love rarely needs words.

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Welfare unto all

Rab rakha 

Premonition

When I used to hear

the word love,

I didn't particularly think

of any face,

any name,

any person...

nothing would cross my mind.

Dark, black screen. 

But I had this certain feeling, 

this instinct, 

that it would seep into me.

Someday.

One day.

In time, I met you.

The word love,

well, it didn't cross my mind.

Not immediately. 

But you seeped in.

Slowly.

Gradually.

Definitely. 

It's like I knew it all along. 

Just couldn't register it well in time

But I know better today.

Today, I register your face,

at any slightest rustle.

I know this is love.

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Impromptu

Just like that, you walk into my life.

Chance meeting.

And you decide to stay back.

For a little while.

And then extending your stay.

And just like that I pick up my pen.

Impromptu scribblings about us.

Gradually becoming a book of poems.

Like our eternal echoes.

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Welfare unto all

Rab rakha

Luminous

Like radiant, luminous streak,

of shooting star,

you cross my life.

In that miniscule moment,

my love becomes my prayer.

Believe it or not.

But you light up my life.

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Welfare unto all

Rab rakha

Come let me hold you

 

Sheer love

 The adrenaline comes rushing

through the bloodstream,

colouring my cheeks,

that deep pinkish red,

and I feel the warmth too.

Like all eyes are on me.

And that thumping of the heart,

the beat, audibly loud,

the force, quite impactful.

Embarrassed. Scared. Proud. Happy.

All at the same time.

Tongue-tied, thus,

whenever she calls me.

Blushing too.

Scientifically, they say,

it’s nervous system responding

to a stimulus, so strong,

that the tongue disconnects from brain,

momentarily,

making all my words disappear, suddenly.

But to me, this is love.

Sheer love.

Stammering and stuttering, outside

and yet,

profound and earnest, within.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗