I detest being with you

My thoughts rumble inside

My Head

Like the hustle and bustle

Of a city

After a storm

And everything blown

Away.

~

I am fed up

Seeing u

All the time

With all those attitudes

That I never liked to see

But saw it since That Day

That Day when

you compelled Me to come to you

With your physique !

And you began…

~

Today,

I am thinking

What actually did I see

That Day ?

Alas, its too sad

that

Either it's my weakness

Or

The reality ?

That

We can't go

So deep inside

Of Anyone in such little time.

~

Whatever

I detest now

To be

you

With you

                                    And within you