Fuller!

I feel blessed to be washed and dried,
Completely by your gifts of love.
And have that melancholic feel that lie
Like a shadow falling on self now.

Its there with me, I only see!
Others just wonder what it is,
That I am suffering from. To be
Frank, I can't say any of these.

Like a chalk dipped in ink, I am
Permeated by you deep within.
To the others, I do appear calm,
But an endless storm is wrecking.

You kill me and give me a new birth
Through pain and I just smile.
I am yet to know of my own worth,
But not doubting it for a while.

You come as the breeze,
Give me a brand new life.
And leave me with such an ease,
It feels like I've been knifed.

Your words and presence heal me.
But I have to really yearn for them.
I try like those ceaseless waves of sea.
Why can't you make me hemmed?

 

Thanks KishoreG for your appreciation and a quick feedback. One of the basic things that come out is to feel crushed and be within a dear one's grasp of love. Even a stormy one cannot resist it. -rgs

 

Thanks KishoreG, for agreeing to my view. -rgs

 

Smileys say a lot more than what we mean, Kishoreg. At times they may reflect it just right too. This is one such case, I see. Thanks. -rgs

 

This, I hope says what I meant. -rgs