As you think, I hear it all,
With murmurs of moist eyes,
Shivers of juicy lips,
Your language guides,
So I understand it all.
Only if you know, I don’t dare to show.
I know when pain rinses,
Your soul and mind severely,
So strongly, you bear serenely,
For me and our love bravely,
I appreciate you for that all,
But words never surge solidly.
Only if you listen, I love you forever.
So quite you never complain,
But your prints are not plain,
They recite epical sufferings,
That I couldn’t see darkening,
May be you needed me for healing,
For I should have been with you loving,
Only if you understand, my feelings never fleet.
Kept untold things in graveyard of your heart,
And sealed with codes of smile and laugh,
Only, if I could stroll and discover the hidden,
In the long days and quick nights of nature,
Perhaps, I couldn’t stand in front of your tears,
I may fall down, like leaf in season of autumn,
Take care; pretend so real I shouldn’t ever discover.
Anthology - Your Majesty