Compliment Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

No empty platitudes
the heart knows what to say
and it has said and it will
say the right words when it
is the right time.

My compliments will
complement my unbound
affinity for you that knows
no crests and troughs
and which are
uncomplicated and unfussy.

But when I say them or
rather when the words leave
without even my
senses in the know
I have a feeling of lightness.

No word was said in vain.
And all words were just the
blood in my veins which
nurture me every moment.

My words for you transform
into compliments
but I still complain about
words left unuttered.

Then like an unlettered
and artless folk I feel fettered
and look for the best possible
words that I can summon.
Beyond the blood in my veins
what else is there in my coffers.

Then I feel I am incapable
to convey what I feel
my words being left wanting.
Then I wed silence in fits
and starts and in hesitation.

But when the bustling moment
arrives I return, the words return.
Then I will utter the best words
I ever knew, I ever could muster.
Is this that moment?
Let the heart decide.