AMEETHYST

I thought you’d understand, Know the depth of my silence It’s been long you ain’t talking sense And I am taking on the offense Not my fault honey! Whatever Happens! I was busy, I am lazy, I’ll remain crazy all the while You’ve never been the one who’s stolen my smile And you think this is my style Not my fault honey! I love my Lonely Aisle! I need some air, I need some space I can’t stay reported every moment to you My emotions need not have any hue You can keep on searching for a cue Not my fault honey! Every day I am New!

All the vocab I learnt from my “ Webster’s Dictionary & Thesaurus ” was now being helpful, not just because I needed lavish words to praise her, but; I was actually getting exhausted of using the same old words for the incessant expressions of hers. It was during the time of my high blues when I showed a tendency to be solvent in any state of mind and she got me. I was all into her care and compassion, which made me feel that I had someone to be happy for me. It was rather the distance that strengthened our bond. People say that, we need to stay abut our loved ones to know them better, but I’d started living a paradox. The warmth was transpiring a whim of joy and it needed more words. I yearned for more and was getting hungry for a lot more prose and poetry. Being the North Star of the Night , she was above all, in all the aspects and the aura of her flair took me into an outer space where I could see nothing else other than the Galactic Angel herself, wrapped in my words of Love...

The rains of September were on a myriad high and I was in my usual laziness throwing myself all over the place, every now & then. It was a normal day where I woke up, went to college and did my academic chores. I was in a reverie of my own and was dreaming of a girl who’d actually understand me completely. I suddenly got a convincing smile on my face that said, “ Dude! Stop Dreaming… This is earth! Not Heaven! ” I was of an opinion that, love happens only when you are not interested, and later you are to be blamed for not understanding, or being emotionless, and all the blah blah blah! I virtually met a person who was not known to me at all. She had a charm which lasted like a Jovan Musk that was just out of the factory. (Conceptually! though not literally) It was not a moment of “ Love at first Sight !”, but I was like a moment that I call, “ Shoot at Sight! ” It was a definitely perfect picturable face that surely would make all the eyeballs spring outta their heads. I still ...