Just Friends? Poem by Suraj Samtani

Yes, I am purposely avoiding you now.

Out of all the things, the last thing I'd want is a row.

You're becoming so precious,

Making the others oh-so-jealous.

What started out as friendship,

May turn into more than kinship.

That, my love, is what I fear,

And can never go without shedding a tear.


O just come unto me,

& let our love be the world's greatest sea.

Dwell into my soul,

So we become just one whole.


Like fish we shall swim,

At the sea's outer rim.

Like birds we shall fly,

Looking at others with a great sigh.

Like souls we shall transcend,

Putting all our limitations to a grand end.


Reality is, though,

Our love's boat is failing to row.

Just like an engine without oil,

We strive just to toil.


For a seed thats ready to blossom,

Its friuts will never be so wholesome,

If planted on soils with such futility.

It is best then, that we sustain to strict chastity.