LOVE TRAP

every other day
i lose a contact with reality
and gets trapped in the twister
of whys'

i try hard to find a niche

i land in swamp and marshy lands
i go deeper as i struggle hard

moments are there
i curse my addiction of your love

may be an excuse
of my docile nerves
or a cesspool of my inabilities

i find more excuses to survive

as i survive
i find more nuances
to negotiate
but
it only completes the cycle
i find where i started from

this day
i asked my beauties
to say
if it's beyond my nerves
to find a niche

they laughed a lot
i tried to enjoy their light mood

but they seemed to say
a lot
i still make the sequences
in line

i asked again
this time
they appear
a bit more involved

and say
love!
come!
stay with us
we have a lot
you're aspiring for

source inspiration: expanse of vijay chowk, mallika, shipra, pu chd india