What is love?

What is love?

tinkling of heartbeat,

sleeplessness,

waking up at night

gaping the ceiling,

 eyes wide open,

smiling for no reason,

laughing at every silly joke,

jettisoned in the air,

you know that feeling, right!

tracing name in the sky,

love does crazy things,

dancing to weird song,

flashing tooth and grin to strangers,

penning imaginary poems,

singing praise to human emotions,

a boy who love, not once or twice,

 innumerable times,

drum heart shall beat again,

alcohol feels sexy,

hey! I’m not in love.

Farway destination

A faraway destination,

a smile hidden behind the tiny dot of stars,

 morning mist,

 blue sky,

 emerald stone,

 where shall we ever find you?

Stop laughing at us,

mourning at your disappearance,

 powerful memories,

 the times we laughed, sang and boozed together,

 the voice that vividly pierces the ear,

 still vivid even today,

 a feeling that you never left,

you are here forever,

now tell it to them,

send a sign from the sky,

throw a paper chit,

burst crackers in the middle of the night,

for they think it's hallucination,

 smile like a maniac,

 you always do that,

 man! that powerful gaze,

 strut the feet,

drop of tears,

your unique way to make the presence felt,

what's happening in the sky?

 nah! you shall give no answer!

 one day we shall tinkle glasses together,

 dance and make merry in the sky,

 till then buddy,

 listen to this rant with a smile

Love

Vishal

Blue azure sky and countless city emotions

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Blue azure sky;

Surrounded by cleft of emotions,

embracing the city,

as the chime of wind flew in my arms.

Life is a springboard of immense and grandeur.

I stand on the edge of the cliff.

The still sea water beneath me.

The madness of climbing the rocks,

to stand tall and in awe of the majestic city.

It stands for dreams to come true.

The joy of being alone.

Yet, finding comfort in the chaotic crowd.

A great boost to one's soul.

Longing for companionship.

Arms wide open.

Capturing the fresh air,

dust flying

and every single emotion.

Laughter.

Heartbreak.

Intimacy. 

Tears.

Love.

Vishal