an ode

you,
yes you..
its you again..
and everytime..
it'll be you..
i am here for you..
an will be there...
and yet you disagree..
for being my reason..
you are it...
the you in me...that makes me live..
go about things..
say things, write poems..
yes i do..
i boast about..
only for you..
and yet you behave so unknown..
may be i'll be paid..or not
i dont care..
coz i'll be still doing this...again and again..
for maybe unknown no. of days..
and months to come..
years...
just for the sake of you..
the one..
the only one...
perhaps i'll break down sometime..
perhaps maybe this page goes to ashtray..
oh there are so many possibilites..
like the heartbeats..
rain drops..
to stop..
suddenly..
and then you..
will be mine..
or the vice- versa...

lets keep it different..
make it us..and be we..
for ourselves..
for us..
and then everything else falls back to place..
strangers..relatives..friends...lovers...
words...