Was it love or one-night stand ?!!

Was it love?

Or a longer version of

One-night stand?

We knew each other

And don’t misunderstand

It for a deep relationship

It was all hi, hello, and bbye

Added with sex

And then again vanish

From each other’s life

All to meet again

For moments of pleasure

Or satisfaction or some change

Just to be puff again

And that was satisfying

To me and to her also

Or that’s what she said

I didn’t try to dig deep

Into what she actually felt

Because that would leave me

All vulnerable and alone and beatable

And just a hint of the breeze

Will be my downfall

So to avoid my downfall

I played with her

Or again was it me being played?

Every moment of separation was chaos

And seldom we thought about each other

Maybe mostly when we were in the

Arms of our better halves

But we missed & imagined each other

During that moment of pleasure

When the toes are all curled

Lips are all wet

Fingers on the back of the skin

Of the other

Just hoping to open eyes

To the familiar face of her

Smiling back & wanting me more

And it was always my better half there

Whom I loved no doubt

But definitely

Less than her

And after the act

I was always happy

With my better half but

Then why do I miss her during the act?

I have been pondering on that

Since we were apart and will

Keep on pondering till

My heart & soul & body are apart

What is love and what is One-night stand?

Ask me and all you will get

Is silence !!

P.S.: This was a draft since more than 2 years and I do not know how twisted my mind was or it still is 😀 Hope you enjoyed the chaotic taste of love and yeah, have a great weekend! And as September is on the verge of ending, this post’s song is Meant to be by Bebe Rexha. And, remember my YouTube channel, Darshith Badiyani, please do the honors 😀

That corner of street and that of my heart..

That corner
Which is full
Of crowd
In the evening
Laughs
Talks
Shouts
Dance
Food
Couples
Elders
Kids
Cars
Rush
Alive
Lively
At that peak hour
When all wants
To be there
And now
3 hours past
Midnight
No one is there
Not even me
I am glancing
At that corner
From my window
Across the building
As sleep is playing
Hide and seek with me
And I miss the vibes
Of that corner
But it’s not there
I am thinking
Where are all?
And then I relate
That life is the same
At some point
We are surrounded
And we are all together
Then after some years
Even less
We don’t get to see others also
All disperse
The mob breaks
The excitement drowns
May be all are at some other place
Waiting for the time
When all will come back
To that corner
With their regular
Work and make
It feel alive 🙂

P.S. : There’s a song of Bruno Mars named GRENADE, which starts with line EASY COME, EASY GO and this poem is on how people come and make that corner of street (and heart) alive with their presence and then they leave. They leave their imprints and aura behind and all we are left with is their memories. This weekend to friends and special ones altogether ❤ You can check Grenade and also My least favorite life of Lera Lynn 🙂