“How much do I love him?” - By Devyani Konkati of BSC BTCFS Second Year

Picture Credit : Special Arrangement 

How much do I love him?

I don’t know – I claim! Yet I knew,

Had he been a dream? If yes,

I would sleep it all and never intervene,

His absence ridiculed my presence,

Like the mockingjay’s perseverance,

He was made from tiny dust of art,

So beautiful, that I felt him with all my heart,

Full of delight, he looked like the bright twinkling night,

As if baked under the beams of moonlight.

How much do I love him?

I don’t know – I claim! Yet I knew,

I would defy the odds of the universe,

Just to enjoy his long lasting curse,

Will the madness for him ever stop?

Rather I chose to stay with it and rot,

Beyond a doubt, loving him forever never felt wrong,

Because

It made me feel like my favourite song,

Playing on and on and on …