Chayita Bhattacharyya
You made me your muse while clawing with claws ;
The most heartfelt gratitude you say , but attitude is the cause .
Was I poor ? No..I guess , I was enriched with the love I felt !
The undefined defined four letter word , that can make the world unfold.
In cold and fear , in depth of shine , the hold of hands , even in the deep sweaty nights-
Was it wrong ? Was it spectacular? or was it just a moment of hallucination ?
The in-builded trust we shared , the confessions made ,
Was it all a waste or got departed on specific stations ?
Everything can be left , can be shatter into pieces , but my heart of passion , can never leave you .
I choose you .
But -
You made me your muse while clawing with claws.