World Of Unending Love..

Sitting in the balcony 

Of my home 

And looking at the soil 

Guzzling the rain 

To quench the long thirst 

Renders me aesthetic romance.

I avail the opportunity 

To slurp all the honey 

From her lips,

Avoiding quaffing 

The prepared coffee.

The vernacular of her eyes 

Leads me to the world 

Of unending love,

From where I always 

Make a delay to return.