Only That

You dismissed my words, remember? You kept track of me to swat at a merest chance And months later, You sent me a philosophical missive For that, here is an ordinary poem Read this and delight in your reflection...

He said he pinched himself
Still in disbelief
That he is my husband
"Really, REALLY...!" he said.

Lazy spring afternoons, like today Sun, busy packing for a full on summer, Shows up with loads of longing for her. Keeping me quiet, pining for her crazy. While she, a million miles away, Coiled up, quiet, her love, her...

Now that the cascade of words subsided It is quiet, You are clear. Now it would’ve been nice You making coffee, I making Idle banter. We disagreeing On million little things Agreeing on One Big Thing Such as: you...

Saw her today climb into a car, someone else’s
May such moments of pain bring me
A clearer understanding
Bequeath her the rest of my years
Unlived, untainted, closer to God
This is how I know I love her.

Like when the wave, after splashing you as if you were a child, Recedes, as if you were a stranger As if you will muddy her waters She too, began her indifference God, tell me, why everything Turns out like You...