You question my love?

I am often accused of lying
they tell me it is easier to woo someone with words
than to actually love them
but I beg to differ.

When they questioned the depth of my love
I told them there was none
who could love more than me.

Stunned, they spilled all their weapons
one said they had wealth to keep their lover happy
one said they had their body
to satisfy the lust
one said they had the power to bring the whole world to lover’s feet
each one saying
that their love was deep.

I offered them my pen
to write a verse
if they felt so much love
for the lover
why couldn’t they fit it into mere lines?

They tried hard
each one of them trying to rhyme
none of the verses sounded fine.

I wrote my verse
my hands scattered words across the paper with ease
was I trying to please
my lover?

Yes, the love isn’t in words
yes, I cannot love my lover
with a verse
yes, I cannot offer my lover with power or money
but I could love my lover
in times of tragedy
I could love my lover
when the lover was not so lovable
I could love my lover
when I couldn’t even love myself
I could love my lover
when my remaining world was falling apart.

You question my love
just because I have words
and you don’t?

I have the power of love
and words in my hand
what do you have?


The thing about words

Liars, yes words can be liars,
they may betray,
often I choose to judge by actions,
as they say
they speak louder than words.

But if I may speak
for a writer
who bleeds
his heart out
when he cannot do what he wants to
he often speaks about
all that his heart wants to say
not directly though his words will convey
and for some reasons he cannot prove
that sometimes he just speaks the truth
and he doesn’t betray
he just wants you to know
all that he will never say
or something he just wants you to believe.