Weekness

Love In Weakness

That light. The one that made your face glow and your eyes glimmer. It seemed as if the light knew you. As if, it knew how beautiful you were, and wanted the entire world to become mesmerized. At that very moment, I was the entire world, and noticed something everyone else would’ve missed, the impeccable being of perfection. This, creates my pulse.

Mixed feelings
Boquet of thoughts
Hot now
Cold then
Infusion of emotion

Want to let you go
Want to hold you near
So far
But close

Make me cry
Make me smile
Leap for joy at thoughts of you
Your voice
my sinful delight
Guilty of missing you

Terrible weakness
You are to me.

Mr. Manithia