I may not have eloquence to win your heart..
Nor do I have any talisman to match your charm..
All I have are demure feelings for your solitary sight..
As am afraid even to touch you.. in case it may harm!
I lock myself in my room to avoid plethora of doubts..
That surrounds me while I think about you in Melancholy..
In the end deciding against to forget you and let go..
Wish I was not a brooder but believer of Serendipity!
I am an assemblage of hope when you are around..
Without you I am an astray particle in Pedesis..
It seems you are the panacea of all my sufferings..
Shall I call you my redeemer or my Nemesis?