Enchanting Rhymes

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A compilation of poetry by Madhur Goliya

1. ENCHANTING RHYMES
(a poetic conversation about a journey of love)

He: "Hey girl wait, I think I know thy."
She: "No you don't, if you did you'd cry"
He: "Okay then cool I wish to know you"
She: "Starting from colour, my fav- sky blue"
He: "What do you love in eating stuff?"
She: "Anything will do except for bluff"
He: "Oh Kay..!! I got it. So you don't believe"
She: "Yes, because everyone will deceive"
He: "No, let me prove that I'm not same"
She: "This is my life dear and not a game"
He: "I think you should experience Un-LOVE"
She: "What's that? Let me put on my glove"
He: "Carefully and slowly you need to enter"
She: "This feels like a comfortable shelter"
He: "Please come sit and have some rest."
She: "Umm... Sorry it'll take time to adjust"
He: "No worries dear take your own time"
She: "I loved someone once. Is it a crime?"
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He: "Not at all it's the best feeling ever"
She: "I've been there, it feels like fever"
He: "Don't take me wrong that person's fake"
She: "But it was too late when I was awake"
He: "It's never too late to love someone right"
She: "But I don't feel that I can or I might"
He: "Believe me. One day you'll fall again"
She: "I don't fall for anything except for rain"
He: "Accept my friendship and tie a band"
She: "But for that dude. Show me your hand"
They used to talk and fight a lot.
Making each other a favourite spot
And one fine day she came up with a question
"Do you love me? My everything's rendered."
He: "I'm onto my knees fully surrendered"

1. EXEMPLARY TREAT
(THE PERFECT LOVE)

I searched the sky. It isn't so vast.
I counted the stars. Not enough to cast.
Depth of the pacific. Not much deep.
Steepest of the mountain. Not so steep.
When I count my blessings, yours make it tough.
Smoothest surface but still a bit rough.
A thunder storm. Isn't powerful enough.
The nature's view is a beautiful bluff.
Volcano's what. A bon fire spot.
The sun is warm but not so hot.
Gold and silver are just metals.
Universe gets angry, but soon settles.
Tigers are what. Fierce but tamed.
Moon is lit when sun is flamed.
Roller coasters thrill on a finite track.
Night sky's fascinating but still black.
Humans are born with guarantee to die.
Strongest of em' when born he will cry.
Promises they say are meant to be broken.
Toughest security and still thing are stolen.
How can my love be when nothing's perfect?
You'll know my heart when you intercept.
And what makes me say it so casually?
Reflections are what comes automatically.
But yes there's no doubt that your love is pure
Medicine of its kind and best of all cure.
And your love defies the law of gravity
Nothing anywhere can stand in its parity.
Lesser it will be no matter how much I repeat.
Cuz your love is what we call an exemplary treat.

1. YOU
(A POEM ON HOW MY BELOVED IS)

When by the world, I was misunderstood
You helped me out as much as you could.
For the people I've seen, girl you are so brave
I know that you will traverse up to my grave.
Ardent than solid, denser than black
You make me absolute in places I lack.
Resplendent like the sun in the afternoon
You come back at night time like the moon.
Twinkle of the star that isn't vulnerable
Making my life wealthy & admirable.
Your love is something I'd just devour
Because it is precious & not in a galore.
You are so much but how do I make it clear
In praise of you I find no vocabulary dear.

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