"Why Can't Love Simply Be?"

By Shristi Singh

In a world where love's melody softly sings,

Why's it peculiar to dance with the one it brings?

Why should norms dictate the shape of our love,

When in her embrace, I find solace above?

In a world spinning fast, where love often hides,

Why deem it strange to cherish her by my side?

Why should it be odd, I ask of thee,

To love a girl, to hold her close to me?

For in her eyes, I discover my sanctuary, my creed,

In her touch, I'm freed from the chains that impede.

Why is it strange to cherish her so dear,

When every moment with her feels so clear?

Why is it odd, I beg you to ponder with me,

To love a girl, to let our souls intertwine and be free?

As the world casts its doubt with a cynical eye,

We're lost in each other, beneath the vast sky.

Oh, but what if tomorrow's sun should rise,

And fate's gentle hand leads us to goodbyes?

Will our love's flame flicker, fade, then depart?

Or linger as stardust within each heart?

Our love story may not follow the norm,

No white dress, no ring to adorn.

For I know we may not walk down the aisle,

But every moment with her makes life worthwhile.

in each other's arms, we find our bliss,

In moments shared, sealed with a kiss.

For what is love if not the moments we hold,

The laughter, the tears, the stories untold?

By Shristi Singh