What is He to Me?

He is elder to me, yet he becomes a child for me,
He is devilishly beautiful yet he says he is blessed to have me.
The dusk begins when he sleeps watching me on the video call,
And Yes the dawn comes after i wish him ‘Good morning’,
even though He gets up few hours before me, Says He..!!
Yes it’s tough on heart when it often becomes tired when
The heart beat touches the sky when he says “Humare woh Himachali hain”
Though it dives steeply when he says “Tum Rulate ho mereko”
When he laughs i see how much he has longed for this moment
I lecture him about the stuff on trust and freedom which he already knows
and He listens with wet eyes who cry out “Tumko khone ka dar hai”
Yes he gets angry and won’t reply but after a no. of apologies
He finally picks up the call,
And the first words are enough for me to realise the fact that indeed
how blessed actually i am to have him.
Is it infatuation or something else i don’t really want to know
Do you know why? because i wish to be selfish
I wish to be selfish for him for when he shows me dreams;
Dreams where we paint the canvas of our life with our own hands
Is so beautiful that even the thought is enough to make
Our present worthy of the moment; but alas that’s the End
Cause it was based on truth rather than false hopes
And why do i feel like saying that fuck the truth when
something so beautiful ended because he said the truth
And the dreaded line was “HE can’t come out to his family Ever”
And now tears fill the gap in the heart and for the last time we cried again
and yet again the dusk came when He slept watching me over the video call..!!

Posted by Himanshu Rai


Prerit siddharth

Its a happy and sad both
वो तुमसे छूट गया पर खुसी है कि मिला तो था

That is a very touching poem.. Young love is so beautiful to look at as an observer, but I feel your pain in the struggle to be allowed to love.

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