UnDiscovered Theft

I saw her on a stage 

Full of life, no rage. 

I admired her from afar

That's what is our cultural "Pyaar" (Love) 

We played Romeo-Juliet games

But I knew it was in disarray

My mind was a beautiful place

That could conjure a magnificent play

I've seen her here, walking through the streets

My love was that body- plain, white and sleek

I have those traits that I know will impress

But my mind in disarray forms its own mess

I found her to be , my reckless bee

She would sting my world,

If her actions would show consent to me. 

Seeing the silence, our body language would plea

We both could take action

We would be our own version of Hir 'n' Hir

But dramatically it all looks good

In sex induced films that, cheer leerily

My love story is about a burgeoning sea, 

Where two directions never meet

Though show every person where to be

I crave her presence in my life, that's a treat. 

I handled July,

when my cousin died

I handled guilt 

Like a blood cell multiply

Excuses, excuses! Excuses of loving others right

Makes our story a photon, passing by

Which always is split up 

Just its two sides are hidden, from the eye

"Homo" To the world

But this love would work heterogeneously

I could remember her birthday

She could just hold onto me. 

Not denying any culture. 

Not defying any path

My love was not a nurture 

It was poignant from the start

For the surroundings, we measured

Were set for us, initially

Love was engraved in us

But so was destiny

I would rather stay anonymous

And rather have these incognito feelings

Because my loved ones may let me be

But I have to face, a future with my past's dealings

I'm not resourceful, resentful maybe

I try to be smart 

But hurt slams me like a little baby

It starts with a prick, spreading towards heart

I've to create resources, 

As sea creates ponds and lake. 

People are helpful

But they've to compete, their own stakes

Lately I'm stuck 

On this ambiguous path

Shall I remain hidden 

Or let this destiny beat my heart