SEALED

Above loud musical speeches of men
Your voice was suspended
Waiting to pierce through noises
and make itself distinct
It was so firm yet so sweet
Destined to the only one you chose

We were a multitude, in this room
When you pronounced your word, to many
it was a deliberate thunder of confusion and condemnation
But to the one you elected
it was a heavenly melody of a promise
That your love would come back -
It was you sweetly whispering into my ear:
'Will you marry me?'

My hair is black, my heart is small
Around the globe, there are many more prettier
More happier, more intelligent - than I
They are eloquent - enough rhetoric to capture
Your attention
I lean onto you
They are self- defendant, self-sufficient, less of a burden
Among them, I appear a stranger

But you destined me to hear
Your voice - and accept your demand
You stretched your patience, waited until
My last fear was gone
You stayed right near
even when I pushed you away
You transferred the love from your heart into my heart
Until only for you, I live

The silent distance between us
brings closer your presence
It is when you are untalkative
That I realise you are there
It is when you are indifferent
That I am reminded, I have to love you more
It is when you are severe
That you strengthen the bond, between us