Living Madness..

Just like a balloon which if set free wants to touch sky,

This bee also wants to test its wings and fly,

What its called I don’t know,

But as you have termed it madness,

I want to have it as my flow.

Just want to talk with you,

Nothing else I am asking from my life,

Blue color stage is all set to allow free flow to my kite.

Sometimes I wonder you will term me stupid,

But whatsoever dictionary has to say for me

Trust me I am living this madness like never before,

Its already midnight I am still not asleep,

It seems as if I am missing you badly,

And I am asked by my heart to explain this briefly.

When I asked you to meet me,

You said have patience, 

As its not big thing if this is friendly relation,

How to explain you that why I want to meet you,

How to provide you reasons to lively greet you.

Smile is now new on my face,

Which is just because of you,

I am living this madness,

I am believing this madness,

When you will read this I don’t know

What will be the time,

But one thing I am sure

When we will be together it will best time of my life.