Afar

I came across and stumbled on a man’s expression of feelings towards a woman. Simple as it may sound, deconstructed it may look and may defy the laid down literary rules, the layman’s term presented plans to at least touch our hearts.

Hoping against all hopes

The mere look in your deep set eyes

Your stare, your glance, can’t help but lie

Awe I can’t deny

Thoughts of you make shiver

How I wish, much better

If both of us together

But this is just an illusion of mine

There’s just an imaginary line

That sets me off way far behind

Am definitely a no for your league

Likened to a brass and a stick

But with a heart for you so big

I’m contented that this feeling remain

Let no storm or heavy rain

As I watch you, my dear...in vain