As the winter sips inside my small hut,
the colors of winters cover up my terrace
which I have built with much earnest
My eyes looks drenched, not because
of the snow and the coldness, but
Since I could never take a glimpse at my hut
Which was built, built with nothing but love.
Mobility was scarce in to my hut, so it was all mine,
I indeed named my hut with a letter of my choice
“J”
My J has resisted with me all seasons of the year,
Summer, Spring, Autumn and Winters for years together!
But this winter was amazingly cold and freezing
fiery winds and storms rattled my J down
You left me, you left me,
while the skies were pouring down
On a sudden surge, I was all but lonely!
You left me in my hardest of times when the
hungry wolves made their way towards the village,
In the dark cold & rain, you left me
You left me, what pained me more was that,
You didn’t even take time to wave back at me?
My eyes were as white as the snow!
You were telling me something in that summer evening
to create paths and drives along our garden,
And you were insisting upon those blue filters for
our underwater lights in the springs, oh yeah
I couldn’t forget, how adamant you were
in getting a cupid statue on your entrance during the autumns
And how the old rum served our calls in the winters!
Have I been stringy in my love towards you ever?
I adored you like how philosophy loves being a puzzle
I adored you like how cold loves a sneeze and
I adored you more than myself so that I believed
You were larger than my life itself!
Men can never have control over what will happen,
You were bound to leave and you left,
In the eyes of a theist, it would be an act of god,
But an agnostic is certain to believe it the other way.
Why are people always attracted by the force of love?
We love our fellow beings more than ourselves, don't we?
Are atleast we tend to express that we indeed do
Now how will you justify your parting ways with me?
Love is eternal, so does the lovers
It would always moist my eyes, thinking about
the last beautiful breath I had along with you!
I am grateful to have had you in my space
I thought, even Love would start loving you,
after sensing my love for you,
Would miss you, like how a raver would miss his XTC!
Aravind Muthu
— the colors of winters cover up my terrace
which I have built with much earnest
My eyes looks drenched, not because
of the snow and the coldness, but
Since I could never take a glimpse at my hut
Which was built, built with nothing but love.
Mobility was scarce in to my hut, so it was all mine,
I indeed named my hut with a letter of my choice
“J”
My J has resisted with me all seasons of the year,
Summer, Spring, Autumn and Winters for years together!
But this winter was amazingly cold and freezing
fiery winds and storms rattled my J down
You left me, you left me,
while the skies were pouring down
On a sudden surge, I was all but lonely!
You left me in my hardest of times when the
hungry wolves made their way towards the village,
In the dark cold & rain, you left me
You left me, what pained me more was that,
You didn’t even take time to wave back at me?
My eyes were as white as the snow!
You were telling me something in that summer evening
to create paths and drives along our garden,
And you were insisting upon those blue filters for
our underwater lights in the springs, oh yeah
I couldn’t forget, how adamant you were
in getting a cupid statue on your entrance during the autumns
And how the old rum served our calls in the winters!
Have I been stringy in my love towards you ever?
I adored you like how philosophy loves being a puzzle
I adored you like how cold loves a sneeze and
I adored you more than myself so that I believed
You were larger than my life itself!
Men can never have control over what will happen,
You were bound to leave and you left,
In the eyes of a theist, it would be an act of god,
But an agnostic is certain to believe it the other way.
Why are people always attracted by the force of love?
We love our fellow beings more than ourselves, don't we?
Are atleast we tend to express that we indeed do
Now how will you justify your parting ways with me?
Love is eternal, so does the lovers
It would always moist my eyes, thinking about
the last beautiful breath I had along with you!
I am grateful to have had you in my space
I thought, even Love would start loving you,
after sensing my love for you,
Would miss you, like how a raver would miss his XTC!
Aravind Muthu
feeling lonely.
