Why?

This poem is dedicated to my friend Rachit, he has found himself in such situations on more occasions than he would care to admit! Rachit, if you are reading this, i would like to thank you for the inspiration that you provided me with :)


Why do you make me feel this way?
To you it seems like its all fun and games
You laugh when I look at you like
A puppy dog imploring you to look
Into my eyes, But you just laugh and say
You are so cute, where did you learn that look?

I pretend to play the game, inside I ache
If only I could for once pour my heart out
You would know, the depth of my love
But my brain goes kaput when you are near
My heart blocks my larynx, gastronomic somersaults
Prevent me from expressing what my soul wishes to sing

Can’t you discern the turmoil within me?
Why can’t you show me a sign that we are meant to be?
I’ll never pluck the courage, and Dutch courage won’t do,
I don’t want anything to slur the purity of my feelings
For eons then if I must, I shall wait for a sign from you
Until then, I am doomed to be the imploring pup by your feet