Why Am I So Much Into You? Poem by Tanya Roy

The silver moon,
the twinkling stars,
all reminds me of you.
The dream within a dream,
the thought within a thought,
all cares for you.
The moving leaves of trees,
the blooming flowers,
the rain as it showers,
the candle light flickering
could never answer
Why am I so much into you?

The destiny unfavoured,
the tragedy uncovered,
the dancing and fluttering butterflies,
the sparrows and the flies
in my lows and highs,
all reminds me of you.
The sun-flower looking after sun,
my unending sight towards horizon,
my tennis racket
and whisteling cricket,
all cares for you.
The incomplete letters;
Rose inside mutters,
with crisp and clutters
of my eternal love for you,
but they could never answer,
Why am I so much into you?

My messed up mind,
says love is blind.
My tears upto eyes' brink
my heart about to sink,
often says,
over the bays and my prayers,
I ain't anybody without you,
but they could never answer
Why am I so much into you?
Perhaps I'm always there for you.