Touch me not


What’s love?

A conversation


I go with your ideology.

I come with my philosophy.

We mingle with our strategy. 

A conversation of diligence,

Provoke the birth of dilemma ?

Two minds of a kind, 

One breath aligned. 

I converse with you, 

The almighty of my soul.

What’s your name ?

I never asked you. 

Why did we converse ?

I never questioned myself.

Did we align ?

I never failed to realize.



The trail I follow


An enlightened spark,

Guiding through the dark,

Enchanting the mark,

Early like the lark.


A little scoop of glee,

Made my mind flee,

Frenzy thoughts roaming free,

Tasting honey like a bee.


Vaguely revisiting my sense,

Close to making a decision,

On the cusp of realization,

Entering the transition.



Via Daily Prompt