Liquid Message

Worried became my mind 

And 

Crestfallen became my dream 

To see you with someone else, 

I failed to swig the tears of my overwhelming melancholy. 

Questions knocked 

The door of shrewd part of mind 

To enquire 

Whether I am in love with you or not 

And 

The liquid message that emanated made the heartbeat 

To gallop on the street of love 

Of your name.

'It's time to go and proffer my heart to you

Before someone captures my rights,' I whispered to my silence 

And awaited you, holding the rose of love.