“I’m strong, I’m not falling,
I’m together, I’m not wanting.”
These are the words she said to me.
She had spent so much of her life,
Building up her image,
And becoming amongst the best.
Little did she know,
That through that time,
She built herself,
Out of who she really was.
What happened to the cute, innocent one?
What happened to the girl that knew how to love?
She’s been hiding behind this so-called woman,
Who thinks she’s better off without love.
She was hurt once, and called off
Every chance that came after that.
She thought that for her to be whole,
She had to make sure that love would never grow.
Putting up that front of stability,
She ended up losing the beauty of vulnerability.
Lost her ability to be real,
Cause now, she was no more than machinery.
Living life like it’s meant for proving herself,
But the sad part is, she’s trying so hard that she’s losing herself.
How can I get it across to her,
That she’s beautiful in her purity?
That, when she remains true to herself,
She in fact, reflects the essence of sublimity?
It is very clear that she knows this to be true,
But perhaps, her ambition has thrown her reality off queue.
And now, to me, it is clear…
That she will never be able to stay true to what she truly holds dear.
We met on a day that cannot be described,
Because I cannot remember the weather of that day.
Why? Well, I was enveloped in her eyes,
As though her every blink was a new sunrise,
Not too overwhelming, nor too dull.
She was refreshing in her presence alone.
A hidden waterfall, in the driest of deserts.
I asked her name,
And she muttered words that reminded me of dreams I’d dreamt.
But never before had I met her.
So, where had I seen her?
Time passed, and I felt a closeness to her soul,
Despite the fact that we hadn’t been in touch for so long.
The mere thought of her had me urging
To find the courage to speak to her again.
I walked towards her, with my head lowered,
But my chest held out with courage,
And that deep breath I’d taken,
To not need to gasp while speaking to her.
See, I had realized from the past,
That for some reason…she was the only one
that made me weak in my knees,
that made me stutter in my speech;
a man full of stature turned into a statue.
So, I asked,
Did you know that when you speak,
It’s as though your voice is too melodious for your mouth to hold?
Did you know that you in your entirety
are an entity reflective of the highest forms of beauty?
I promise you that,
I will rip through the clouds to find the sun,
And give it to you as a dowry.
I will take the constellations,
And use them to provide you with never-ending nourishment.
I will spend the nights, counting the stars,
To add them to the equation
I try to develop to understand how God made you.
Did you know that you stretch the abilities of mathematics?
See, you have me tongue-twisted,
With words of love dripping off my lips.
I ask you to be my diamond,
The one to be my new moon,
As I see you, the light I seek in this world of darkness.
I’ve been told that men and women have been created as cloaks of one another.
I would be pleased to cover you.
So…may I please, cover you?
Sweet, strong and beautiful,
Are just a few things you are.
My dreams have come true,
‘cause you’re my shining star.
Everything ‘bout you is so real,
And you know exactly how to make me feel.
Everything ‘bout you makes me smile,
To the point I’m asking why.
What did I do to make God bless me,
By bringing your heart into my life?
What did I do to get these feelings?
Can’t be wrong, ‘cause they feel so right.
No matter what I do to try to let you go,
You’re always on my mind.
So, I’m gonna dance with the rhythm of my heartbeat,
And call you the love of my life.
Copyright © Nadir KevalIs it strange for me to say,
that I forget how I got through the day,
before I met you?
Or maybe it’s wrong for me to tell you,
that hearing your voice makes me shiver…
the same way a smooth and cool breeze would?
Would you take offense,
if I told you your presence,
reminds me of a sweet flower’s fragrance?
And that I want to keep you close,
like I’m your bee, you’re my honey,
satisfying my teeth with your sweetness?
What if I told you that your eyes,
like Medusa’s, stop me in my tracks,
keep attracting me, leaving me mesmerized?
Tell me, would you turn away,
if I told you that it’s not just your beauty that makes me stay?
That, your words to me are like a melody,
like an orchestra of words at the peak of its symphony?
Or that your brilliance,
at times, makes me self-conscious,
thinking I must be dreaming,
to be thinking,
that it could be true,
that you love me, as much as I love you.
But wait, I forgot to ask,
’cause I hadta save this question for last.
Would you say we’re through,
If I told you that I love you?
No need to answer…’cause I already know,
from the wedding ring I gave you,
on the day that everyday seems like just a while ago,
that the answer to my every question here is no.
Thought I’d see you again someday,
With everyone telling me,
“If you love her, let her go,
and if she comes back, then you’ll know…”
So, I spent every night since the day you left, praying,
Asking God to have mercy and bring me back my blessing.
As much as I believed it would happen,
In the depths of my heart, I knew that,
No matter what I did, you wouldn’t return,
and that no matter what I did,
I couldn’t keep this damned heart of mine from love.
I was confused, with no choice but living it through.
I wanted you, but wanted to hate you too.
It was the only way I could find to get over this,
And so, I fought hard and finally got over this.
Continued living, with no thought of you,
And suddenly you came back, and pushed through
the guard I’d built around myself,
Had me wanting to give you another chance.
After you put me through all that struggle and pain,
I couldn’t see any logical reason to let you stay.
But see, when love comes to trial,
The heart takes over and wins with flying colors.
But why is it that despite my heart’s battle,
You seem to still be blind to my love’s color?
I guess it’s just time to try again… ”If you love her…”
Deep thought has become my identity,
Grateful to God for giving me the opportunity,
To speak out words, so absurd to some,
But to others seeming inspirational.
For words like these, I must be more than thankful,
Not because I think they are special,
But rather, because they move me before they move anyone else.
The greatest form of gratitude I can find,
Is the silence, I place on my lips,
As I smile like an idiot, in my mind.
A silence so important,
That a pin wouldn’t even dream to drop.
Sounding as though a pin can dream,
But then again,
My dreams do pin me,
Into a world of thoughts so unheard of, but sound.
At times, my mind thinks of things that even I can’t understand,
And as I stand up, under the skies,
Hoping for some revelation,
Or some inspiration to flood my eyes…
I stop. Dead in my tracks,
Of thoughts, as I plunge into affinity with myself,
Or is that who I plan to be?
I don’t know, because that man seems like it, but he’s not me.
Then, I began to feel it,
A feeling so finite,
Yet incomplete.
That I am to be that man,
Who one day will stand,
Amongst millions, and be alone,
As a thinker of differences,
And a different thinker.
One, who he himself will adore,
One, who will always feel plastered to the floor.
As though, he will never rise,
Unless given a hand to stand,
Instead of continuing to receive feet as he is stepped on.
People will see him,
And see a revolutionary,
Not due to his actions, but due to his dreams.
He will fight for justice, in hopes that people will once again dream,
As they had been sentenced to a life of lifelessness,
A life without imagination it seems.
But this man, so alone, yet always accompanied,
Will stand with his Love in his heart,
Knowing that, let the world come to a sudden halt,
He will remain standing,
As the last free heart with a will to never stop.
It has come to be my fascination,
To see you amongst the twinkles of the sky.
Subtly brightening my life,
We fell out of darkness together
only to find love between us.
With the winds blowing through the skies,
Cooling us, as our hearts heat our souls.
Connecting spirits, everlasting,
Through the essence of all that transforms
the originality of two into the complexity of one.
We never chose for all of this to happen,
But who’s to complain when the feeling’s this exhilarating.
The expression of our love is as snowflakes,
As is each snowflake beautiful in its unique appearance,
Our every romantic experience is the same.
We listen to one another just as the birds hear the seasons change,
Knowing what is to come next between us,
Even if control of our future is out of our range.
We strive to conform to the changing of seasons,
As our hearts and minds grow from emotion to reason.
And yet still, we continue to love,
Because we learn that in our hearts God will place that trust.
The trust that brings together two people,
To knowing that through any sort of precipitation,
We will remain forever as loving strangers.






