Love At Last Sight

I am still ‘ I am’,
When I’ll become, ‘was’…
Presence is not so much relished,
As much valued is the loss.

When against the invincible destiny,
I will fight…,
What if, you hold me,
Out of fright.

First and the last time,
You may kiss me gently,
And I’ll call it...
Love At Last Sight.

DROPPED

From behind the Soft,
silently it emerged.

Pure and pearly,
trickles down the flow.

Gradual...down the slope,
not gushing, but a silent stroke.

Blurring by...the vision,
but what's left to see?

Shattered and abandoned,
From the last hope,

its free...