Liberating Love

Confined in strange emotions

Let me call it love...

An amalgamation in the beginning..

Not aesthetic, as it resonates

Neither fierce nor fragile

And ruins you beyond imagination..

From hub to ibadat, the transitions...

Carried over for years.

Bound deeper!

Ishq is an intense flame..

Desired to ache..lovers!!

Sparkled through oneness!

Until I cease to be you...

Finally, yearning for freedom. 

To liberate me from us..  

Living secrets of words and pain...

Reckoning the lost oblivion.