The dark hours have come again...her delicate beautiful feet has entered the threshold, She has donned her prizely possessed black gown whose train is carried by thousands of crystals behind...

Her lovely soft heels have almost fixed themselves at the place where she daily stands; she religiously follows the universal custom and fulfils the purpose of her existence...

In every hour of your rough day u long for her to allow her again to hug you like everyday...you get into your comfortable pieces of attires n ready again to involve yourself into her sincere science of empathy...

Before you even start...she pats you & welcomes you in her arms...she is so yours, her every act proclaims...so patiently she understands you in deep...

You talk to her of the things you have hardly accomplished but still desire to...you tell her about your each aspirations...you introduce her to the fighter in you...you also exhibit your discreetly knitted evil plans...you share with her the part of you no one knows about...she comes closer, as if she wants to kiss you for being so real, you fell in the affection of the growing cosiness of the moment, you cuddle in her arms & share the velvety sensuality that lives at the corner shelter in you...

With a sweet silence she comes more closer and leisurely puts down your gazes by helping you visit the sets of the world as created by you...she comprehends your weary body and relaxes you...as if she has kept your head at her breast that you could take some rest....

Enters the Subconscious mind...

See how fairly you are making yourself ignorant, she never sleeps...! Not even with you!... didn’t it bothers you...?

You think that she always listens to you with patient ears, she relaxes you & you are actually her buddy...isn’t it...?

How proficiently she tries on you and you make yourself a fool...but why the hell are you getting so much involved in her, You know what, you are covering yourself in the dark & trying to live your desires and very easily letting them escape in the light of the day...!

Such a coward you have become, don’t you feel ashamed, assuming yourself to be the groom to the queen of the darkness and spending your hours with her, wasting in discussing rather than convincing yourself to mend your ways...!

You are not even aware of how much angry and unhappy God will be with you... by doing so, you are ruining your nights and so the days..., you are ruining yourself by not becoming what you can be...

The truth is always disturbing...& I know you will be the same tomorrow...but do not forget I am aware of whatever you do...!

I can see you have prepared a good hell for yourself, and you will not spare me too...I can’t run away, as I know that it’s my destiny to be with you...

But you also can’t close your ears & stop yourself from hearing the cries of my bosom who just wants to be remembered for what he is...!!!