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Bubble of my Heart • Lalita Kakanadan

My Thursdays are colourful…
Coz I see you on all Thursdays…
Coz I see you only on Thursdays…
Your thick and soft lips were narrating the beauty of Arabian Ocean
While your deep blue eyes were dancing with my black twinkling ones!If I say "I love you"…would that be a cliché?!
If I say, "I miss you"… would that be a cliché?!
And, when I say, I breath just to smell you and I drink just to taste you, would that again be a cliché?!
If so…my love… our world is full of clichés!!!
My voice is freezed…
My tongue is still…
Wish I could scream…
Wish I could pour off my feelings like a November rain…
Wish you could listen to my silent weeps…
Wish you could listen to the whisperings of my heart…
Wish my eyes could speak like my voice - the voice of my heart…

I know, "you don’t"
Still, "I do"
Coz, I love to...
I would love to love you...
I love it when I love you...
And, lemme shrink in my world - my own crazy world
Lemme own you in my world -in my dreamy world
And let my dreams rise and mature in my heart…
Let them flourish and blossom...
Let them find their way to fulfill...
That’s the dream of my heart...
I realize that my dream of you has the life of a bubble...
It breaks at once it reaches its fullest...
But, there comes another one- a new bubble
So, let you be the "bubble of my heart"
Let all new bubbles have your aroma...

© lalita kakanadan
lalita.kakanadan@gmail.com

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