I tried to write a line or two
Of poetry that excluded you
I looked outside to find some sense
In passing cars and slanting roofs
Not one shone with the light you ooze
To inspire words out of the blue
And so you win and I do loose
Another one I write for you.
Once again I fail to paint a wall
Between my rhythm and your soul
They sway together as I draw
Another picture filled with your
Shades of black, so vigorously bold
Encompassed in the bitterest cold
With hidden warmth at the core
That you hide but my poems show.
- Rati
