The Proposal

By Nitish Mahato

Bothered by your silent timbre,

Unprepared me at the door of love.

Conflict may be there in my mind,

Don’t know how the late winter affects that.

Knowing that there is no other way, want to go down the wilderness,

To explore the excitement and the blessings of your eyes.

Some things may go wrong, I believe it's normal;

Since we’re all functional to our own emotions..

Maybe my writing is unfinished today,

somewhat extinct and somewhat decayed,

Let's see where the cycle of time takes us,

How much rhythm our crooked life gets.

In the declining days, hope my story will get the fulfillment,

Shall take leave today, but I won't say goodbye.

Even in the dark, please do trust in the light of a matchstick,

“Listen to me, I fall in Love.”

By Nitish Mahato