Feelings In Conversation

It's been a long time,
I want to see you now.
Before your memories sublime,
I want to meet you somehow.


Didn't I touch your heart enough?
Didn't I interest you much?
Or you don't like wooing,
You just like to play it tough!


I should not call it love,
Neither lust nor infatuation;
But I am under a spell,
As if I gulped down a magic potion!


I tried all, I tried hard;
I behave no different than a retard.
I beg angles, I plead to Universe,
In front of the mirror, I stand and rehearse!


Or should I just take care of myself,
Forget you as a sweet dream.
It would surely not work on itself,
Atleast I won't hurt my self-esteem.


If I do so, I will feel like a loser,
But it's no different than to aimlessly loiter.
My heartbeats echo, they sound so confused.
My wisdom betrayed me, my senses have fused.


As the poem ends, I realize where I'm heading;
Amazing is the effect, as if someone is guiding.
Angels tell me I waste my time here,
This time, its the devils I want to adhere.


When have I listened to anything nice,
To make something worthwhile outta my life.
You're the motivation behind my thoughts;
Tasteless they would have been, you add the spice!