The Inevitable Denial

every moment , I adore you more and more

Bit by bit.. Drop by drop..

The affection collecting into a vast ocean,

Of I don’t know what,

Inside which, O little me !

…DROWNED… I am nothing.

Only one thing aids me

One little voice

Sprung out of my own life and choice

It confirms … It soothes.. It affirms itself….. by itself…

It’s one of those things,

Which keeps the dripping go on and on,

So shall Eternity doesn’t shy away from consuming,

That very Ocean of what no one knows.

And so shall these Oceans emerge and meet ,

And that the process preserves a Romance of its own

That no number and kinds of copulations,

Can ever satisfy…

“You don’t want it”