Many Forms of You

     

In your night full of dream,

I was there in your theme,

          Sitting in the court of passion,

You were engrossed in imagination,

Exposed by intense look of your vision,

          Repeatedly kept expressing affection.

In the pleasant white of dawn,

Storm started blowing off notion,

          You calmly spread the essence of emotion.

The tenderness of your grace,

Escalates the happiness afresh,

          New aspect of your form being known.

Other part of your form

Gets revealed as a norm,

          Have seen you wishing good for all.

Glancing through so many forms of you,

Believe that every aspect has a different view,

          Exquisite expression never ends in a brawl.

Sometimes you take the role of mother,

Role of beloved to add further,

          Sometimes find you as a precious wife.

You frequently speak harsh, occasionally remain ashamed,

Consistent love in your eyes, sometimes thunders overwhelmed,

          Pleased to see the combination of multiple forms in one life.