An Apology to Love

If I had another life to live
Of many dreams but one destiny
May you be a dream fulfilled

Your tears as innocent
As I wished them to be
Not whim commencing whips

Smiles more caring
For a tender flower
Than for my broken self

Envious flow of the wind
Through your hair
Today my fingers not dare

Eclipsed play of emotions
Toys of burning coal
Your gifts of bitter sweet hell

Wake and see the scars
Inflictions which deformed
Reasons for “change”

No matter the pain and sacrifice
Nothing quenches wishes

Yours, always

Remember the times
And the summers past
All things I thought
That would last!
Sublime moments of pleasure
That forever I treasure
Sweet whisperings of birds in flight
Kisses under moonlight
Of them all I remember the most
That the money spent was
Yours, always

In the Beginning.

Inspirations from Peter whom I call something else and Kurroor (Hope I spelt it right) for showing me one more way of writing Malayalam poetry and my inability to do so, I start this blog.