Love to me is When

Love to me is when,
Your thoughts are rekindled;
And my thoughts come to me when,
I promise them a trip to you.

Love to me is when,
Not just two bodies and hearts,
Accept each other,
But also when,
The minds and souls begin,
To purify each other.
Love to me is when,
We are together...

-Alisha

Canvas Of Life

Let us together work on a canvas;
Let us paint it in every hue..
We shall call it "Life" then onwards,
Let it be just for me and you..

We shall have two halves of the painting;
One with me and one for you.
You shall gift me the one you have,
And I shall gift you mine too..

-Alisha

Magic is bound to happen

When not together, words seem to take up,
an unending flow.

There is so much to say and so much to hear.There is so much to understand, and explain. There is so much to feel and make feel.
But when , togetherness come into being, when the separation for so long is over, words lose their path. Words themselves, are lost.

Glances and glimpses , shy smiles, obvious blushes say it all.

Hidden ways of noticing each other , small implications saying "I am there" , naughty smiles , and pondering around each other yet not saying anything , all of this makes the heart feel a strong impulse , makes the love and care pass from one heart to another.

Hold on to yourself.Let words in real sense , do it for once. Let it happen fearlessly. just for once.Magic is bound to happen.

There was a time....

There was time when i Was told;
That dreams, soon die and truth unfolds.
There was time;when i believed;
That a lover's heart could never be deceived.
There was time, when i did not know the heaven above
But not the time is different...
Now i know not anything, but everything...
Now, I am in love.

-Alisha

Looking back again

At the side of the sea…
Amidst…all that scream of the sea waves..
I did sit holding his hands… on the rocks…
In my dreams..
Under that old tree…
Under the shadow of it that saves….
I did sit with him… heard him fondly talk…
In my dreams…
In the rustling of trees…
In the old diaries…
I did want him to find me…
In his dreams…
In the silent breeze..
And every time he’d sneeze…
I did want him to want me…
In his dreams…
A penetrating pain…in my heart though…
Troubles me for long still…
The celebrating eyes ...that my love does show…
Though against my will…
Has now taken the place of incompleteness…
And filled it up with trust…
That I may even be no more…
But my love will never rust…

Just one desire I shall make…
Before closing my eyes…
Wherever above I shall stay…
I’d love to see him truly smile..

-Alisha