The Black And White Love

By Siyasta Biswas

I have it they say,

The black and white love…

Where colours speak for changes,

But I want us to be the same…

The streets at night looks like,

The black and white love…

Where the blinking lights depict inconsistency,

But I crave for stillness…

When rain touches the ground it feels like,

The black and white love…

Where some drops don’t collide with our skin,

But I want to see within you and touch there…

The books in the library smells like,

The black and white love…

Some are read and some are never touched,

But I wish to fall in those eyes of yours and read you through…

The coffee in the cafe tastes like,

The black and white love…

The blend of beans has so much to tell,

But I want to see more depth in you…

The hands of my watch looks like,

The black and white love…

Where time is moving in a flash,

This time I want to stop it , until I watch you go again !

By Siyasta Biswas