I Wonder If You
I just wonder...
If you would have loved me
if you had not read the imperfect sonnet
that I wrote for you in a piece of paper
adorning it with petals of roses:
my first scribble of love to you
If you would have heard the jingles
of the anklets of my mind
when she enacted with graceful moves
and expressed her yearnings for her beloved
in the performance of Bharatanatyam:
if I hadn't scribbled them to you
my longings...in words
If you could read the lyrics
of a special song hidden in my heart
that I am yet to pen and tune to music
to sing it for you whenever I meet you:
if I do not likely get a chance
to compose and sing
my verses of devotion for you
If you could figure out
the meaning of the empty lines
in-between
in the stanzas of a poem I phrased
in the diary of my mind's memoirs
if you happen to read them.
And if you figure out,
will you try to fill those lines up...
if my mourning muse
never wishes to fill them
with her gloomy grey ink?
...I just wonder
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