My life's everyday hours has him in the vicinity...
Glad that life led me to him.. its nothing more than a serendipity..
When he is around, everything is vibrant, brilliant, flamboyant and worth all his fame...
A lambent sense of excitement accompanied with fear and guilt tingles and teases my conscience like the candle flame...
Blinded by his unmatched persona,deafened by his mellifluous articulation,obscured by his diligence, I am impressed for sure...
To decide if I am in love or I just adore him, is like deciding if he is a sickness in me or its cure.
For I know, he has no reason to discern my murky feelings, nor accept them and cherish..
To ever seek refuge in his heart for once, is like the oil pleading to refuge in the lamp's wick... ready to burn and perish..
Fearing more than death the Newton's third Law of motion,
If every action would have an equal but opposite reaction,
I pray, I refrain from any sort of my amorous revelation
For love denied,weakens the soul we owe to God; and puts to shame our love and devotion..
Playing with emotion's fire is no less than treating life like a dangerous game..
Albeit gulping down the guilt of accepting a strong liking towards him, is definitely not worth a blame..
With all these equivocal thoughts in my mind.. I tread on straits dire..
With all these ambiguous feelings in my heart.. I feel like a lambent fire..
