Posted in Poem, Poetry

My silly heart

Hate the one whom I love,
But end up loving again,
On and off love may be silly,
But can’t change the devil in me.

Am I mad or madly in love?
Years passed, yet we fight like cats;
Same dialogs, same fights, same reunion!
Good that we don’t have spectators.

Undoubtedly, we are the shameless couple,
With the same silly smile after each reunion,
Silly me and my stupid heart,
That is lifeless without my silly other half.

Kavitha Patchamalai