Yes, Only You.

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Today I want to say a lot to you
Through the moon, and the stars
I seek to just speak the truth
Its gonna be just about you.
Yes, only you.

Remember the first time we ever met
That first cup of coffee we ever shared
Its there and then I realized it all
Its gonna be fun just with you
Yes, only you.

The walks and the talks were all a spell
Sat my brain down, the heart very then
Magic trapped me, as I ran like hell
Its gonna be magical just with you
Yes, only you.

It was not before long that we had our first kiss
Smilingly our hands intertwined, as I was your miss
We laughed, we cried and yet were at peace
Its gonna be love just with you
Yes, only you.

It’s been long that we have been sailing through
You have said your mind, and await my truth
I have nothing more to say, but the worth
Its gonna be life just with you
Yes, only you.

This is a Lyrical Poem.

Written for the OctPoWriMo writing prompt Day 9:Lyrical Poetry

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P.S. I haven’t attempted lyrical poetry before. Also, after a long day, my creative juices are almost gone. But I attempted something short and hopefully it is lyrical.

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Love is Like this…

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Lying alone in a dark corner
I often wonder what is amiss
You often said bliss is me
And I said, love is like this.

Memories are often wrapped up
And some of them not worth it
I close my eyes to feel some rains
Petrichor tells me, love is like this.

To escape the loneliness around
I often brew some coffee in a jar
Baking some cake to have a round
Chocolate tells me, love is like this.

Tears are my beloved when I lose
Courage to go on is what I miss
Then some rhythm plays to my ears
Music tells me , love is like this.

My feet have often moved at its discretion
Hearing what my heart feel was its tune
Even in trauma, it could get lost alone
Dance tells me, love is like this

Sky often smiles when I have a dream
Sun plays a game with the clouds
Orchids bloom, as moon play games
Nature tells me, love is like this.

Eyes still dream what I cannot see
Fables in my mind weave it as reality
I scribble it all on a blank sheet
Writing tells me, love is like this

I remember the tiny being that I first saw
I remember the first embrace, and the first word
I smile the most even today when you call me
Nephew tells me, love is like this

I cry when the world just seems insane
Lost I am in work I do most often
Then an embrace just listen and say nothing
Mother tells me, love is like this.

In my weak times I often just blabber to you
You listen patiently, and then make a joke
I laughingly cry in moments like this
Best friend tells me, love is like this.

I sleep everyday to be woken beside you
That morning kiss and sweet nothing I see
I wonder of rains which shower these blessings
Then love tells me, love is believing like this.

Written for the OctPoWriMo writing prompt Day 8: Love is Like…

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