I can give a lot, I can be what you want,
The doll that you like to flaunt,
The shoulder at times you need,
The ear you want, that do not speak.
I can open and shut on your will, on command,
I will love you with all I am, even if it's banned.
Maybe a keep, a toy, anything you please,
Just keep me beside, I will plead in knees.
All I want is your love, not so much just a wheat,
the one you give to the beggar on street,
And even then, I will serve you in all the ways,
I am in love with you, even if that's a craze.
I can be the tissue you use, just don't throw,
I will be a slut again for you, just let me know,
I would suffer anything with you,from you, for you to brew,
In return of a mustard seed of love from you?
YOU ARE READING
Khamoshiyaan
PoetryTHE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out...
