Return of my Angel

The first creation – ‘Angel in white’

             Was not a deliberate one

And when you said that you didn’t mind

             I knew there’s more left to be done

I thought you would mind

             But instead you encouraged me

I was sure I’ll write more

             As my Angel is dear to me

So, today I get down with this

             To see the return of my Angel

But this time she’s not in salwar suit

             Rather she’s a new western Angel

I never used to have

             A fancy towards western dresses

And a simple sober Indian girl

             Was enough to have my crushes

But this was the first time

             That somebody pulled my attention

Even though you were in western

             Still you deserve my affection

I’d never ever imagined

             That you would look so different

You had that look and that killer stance

             And your thoughts were equally recurrent

I tried back hard

             To regain my lost balance

You had almost made me crazy

             And broke my inner silence

Fortunately enough, that day

             We never had any class

Otherwise it would have been difficult

             To concentrate and pass

Please have a little mercy on me

             I can’t afford to waste my time on you

I try damn hard to resist your thoughts

             But then again I find something new

Something new to pen it down

Quite a few to think around

But then I hear a silent sound

That I’m also a little bound

I’m bound to my aim

             I’m bound to my dream

And then I somehow control myself

             Flowing down the stream

I agree that I like you very much

             But I’m not going any far

My career is the thing that’s most important

             As I need to reach the star

I’m very much aware of my dreams

             But you even land down there

And the catastrophe that you create

             Is not at all fair

Whether you wear western or Indian

             Whether you wear white or not

I’m always going to write about you

             So, don’t bother a lot

You had been my Angel

             Since the day I saw you in white

But don’t take anything seriously

             As I only have a hobby to write