Our Love is like Music

If you are the guitar

I am its strings….

If you are the composer

I am its lyrics….

If you are the flute

I am its melody….

If you are the rhythm

I am the harmony….

If you are the emotions

Then I am its feelings…

You are the song

I am its beat….

Your voice to me is life

The best song ever…

When you play I dance to the tunes of you

If I am a song of wind from glossy lips

You are the whisper…

A hypnotic trance of eyes

A simplicity of somebody's heart….

Wish I could be your melody

Enchanting our souls together…

Wish She Had a Delete Button

Those memories that burn inside
The dark phase that passed by

Those debauched man's demeanor 
A child, a girl and a women's unheard raucous voice

She was assailed at any time of the day
It threw, a kind of dubiety upon her moral conduct 

Wish She had a Delete Button!!!

Devils here and there around the world
Each day a teenage rape case remains unfurled

That One day in each one's life
 With pain and tears, hidden deep inside

I find it viscerally painful to see the casual association
those parents families who remain stoic with hesitation

Wish She had a Delete Button!!!

A flame burning deep inside
What a terrific stage they had been

The torture and the pain that girl faced
Who had been viciously assaulted

the dark stain on a woman's core
and a ruined heart of a man instead

Wish She had a Delete Button!!!