Bliss or Blasphemy

“Random” was in abundance that day,
When I met a friend with my friend.

“Simple” boasted about being Outstanding,
And modest jollity refused to leave us.

“Plans” formed a disciplined queue,
Lashing a tight double knot around.

Varying spirits exposed themselves,
Bullying the vile side to surface.

“Proximity” took it as an excuse to breed,
Widening the horizon of the confines.
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Now, the tenable hold of her hand over mine,
Will slacken a pair of “double locked handcuffs.”

The fanaticism of her touch, hugs and kisses,
Will confound the devotion of advanced lovers.

The faithful “I love you” ogle from her eyes,
Will subtly unclothe the arduous conscience.

The gazing at her innocent “fast asleep face,”
Will put them thoughts to rest and send a sigh to the lips.


Written for and Dedicated to Roshni Khanchandani. :)