A Virtual Reality

By Pramesh Kumar Ray

For love grows you,

With love all browse you,

Your fragrance showers pleasure,

You have no measure.

My brain was a liar,

As it always speaks, to down my cheer.

But today i will express you without any social fear,

Because you are the person for whom I genuinely care .

You are the reason of my dopamine,

Which resumed secreting after a very long time,

Those erected clavicle is like river of never ending thoughts,

When I dive into that, it flows me towards a never ending spot.

Your vocal cord is so thin ,

Which is like an extra cherry on the ice cream.

Your voice is the reason of my piloerection,

I taped your voice in my brain which used to play with all perfection.

You might have path of thorns or cushion ,

Still I wish to share those, in every condition.

Except your good name, i knew nothing,

But my gut insists that you are the person who will take me to my extremes.

Those conversations are still in my chat box,

Hoping to convert those once again in a coffee shop,

At present You are a virtual reality for me,

I am in the process of converting you into 3D .

It was a coincidence that i get a place in your chat box ,

As if someone pushed me towards you in rush,

The road seems to be full of ashy smoke ,

but I am searching for your beat, with firm hope .

It will definitely charge some time,

But I am ready to spend that to hold your hand tight.

By Pramesh Kumar Ray