I have come to you

I have come to you, Dear,
With glistening eyes, desperate heart--
Nobody tries to comprehend, listen and nod-
And pore a while over my head- the sentimentalism--
There is only you to read through me,
There is only you I can vacate myself with,
You vindicate that innocent blame to me- all ruthless;
So, I have come to you, My Dear

Lurking beneath cynicism, I always come to you--
Whenever it happens, whatever it goes for-
I do not care whatsoever,
About their folly doctrine- the intentional dictatorship,
An apprehension of being caught,
Anxiety of being trapped;
So, I come to you to embrace the consolation—

The very first relief, a warm reception you lay for me forever,
I bow down ahead of your greatness (till now not to anybody)--
To generosity, an explanation that pacify me,
A complex ecstasy even in silence--
Constant perspiration with boundless bliss,
Your soothing words echoing over placeless air,
Ultrasonic perception only to me;
So, I have come to you, Dear

I stand at your bank, realize your richness,
With the eternity of your charm waving,
Just a conglomeration of flesh and bones; perhaps to others,
You lying silent, as always you are; in ever-flowing passion--
Oh, my dear, you are always the same to me,
We exchange ideas, sorrows; without a word,
Ridiculous to others, that’s beyond the senses,
They are deaf, they are coarse; your mumbling under the serenity--
Justification to my feelings; a placid realization of dignity—
So, I have to you, My Dear

Others call it arrogance, you term it confidence-
Others blame insanity, you acknowledge wisdom-
They avoid me as petulant, you behold courage--
Whom shall I believe? You or them?
Antagonistic Minor vs. Major
I am worthless; I have gone out of my wits
Realization in the void of company soon after I leave you
Oh! My Beloved, there lying silent….