The Vocabulary in which I Love

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The vocabulary in which i love

if the language I speak could dissect

itself into fragments that could splatter

across the street and write you a poem,

 

A would say that the ability to love is

drawn from the countless scars of

yesterday’s heartbreak.

B would walk in to the room and become

the white lily that you placed on

my table because you

thought flowers ignite hope.

C would call you the light of my life.

D would dance at the sight of your

eyes, brown, in the face of the sunlight.

E would whisper everything that i am

too afraid to say.

F would forget to breathe at the

unintentional brush of the back of my

hand against yours.

G would gladly correct me when i say

it was nothing but an accident when

your skin touched mine.

H would ask me to hold your hand,

intentionally this time.

I would still be unable to utter a single

word in your presence.

J would play ‘Just kiss her by Concorde’

when you and I sit tipsy in a room.

K would kill its darlings and find

better ways to write a love poem.

L wouldn’t think twice before falling in

love with you all over again.

M would tell you that there is no love

in maybe.

N would call your name a thousand

times like a prayer.

Oh, this poem is getting out of my

hands.

P would say “its’s a love story…”

please say yes?

Q wouldn’t question the signs of the

Universe.

R would rivet in the gentleness of

admiration.

Shame on me for not being able to

Tell you that this poem is for you

instead,

V would rather stand in the corner

Without making a single sound and

Xpect you to understand

Why

the alphabets end at Z but

my love does not.

 

Mr. Manish S

Lecturer, Dept. of Psychology

Kateel Ashok Pai Memorial College – Shivamogga

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