ours is my favorite

i was skimming you, 

i prayed for our virtue

one thing i never knew

old pain turns untrue. 

i was writing for a guy,

who had been never shy 

to push and drag me down

to rule putting off my crown. 

i wished more rains 

on the very first day 

with silence in street lanes 

i threw hard-lines of mine away . 

i don't dream any destiny

still i'll adore you best of me,

i tied my eyes to yours for scrutiny

and survived for the love you spin for me. 

i fall into high senses, 

i'm running to savour it 

there are many stories, 

but ours is my favorite. 

-chetna 🌻