I DON'T LOVE YOU (I JUST LIKE YOU)

If you didn't see it but felt it coming.

I Don’t Love You

(I Just Like You)

You keep staring

From the corner of your eyes.

You look at me,

While I’m looking away.

When I look back,

You shudder and retreat.

Both of us know

What you are doing.

 

You drop hints about your love for me.

Come close, egg me into proposing you.

But you can’t make me fall in love.

‘Cause it’s clear that I don’t love you.

 

I just like your child-like smile,

Your innocent gaze,

Your caught-in-the-act

And then embarrassed phase.

The movement of your hands,

Stealing sights a few,

Giving a side glance,

I just like you.

 

 

Your friends,

They know all about this.

They are helping you

Bridge the gap between us.

Trying to get us

Into talking,

Trying to develop

The love that they can’t.

 

I might try to test the water.

Go close, then hold myself back.

No you can’t make me fall in love.

‘Cause I know that I don’t love you.

 

I just like your black spects,

Your glad days,

Your showing off

And then shocked face.

The sound of your voice,

The deep red hue

On your swollen cheeks,

I just like you.

 

No! This is not possible.

Not letting my guard down.

I’m preoccupied with my goals.

Love is the last thing on my mind.

 

You could climb the stepping stones to my heart,

Only to find a deserted mountain peak.

No you can’t make me fall in love.

It’s sorted out that I don’t love you.

 

I just like your child-like smiles,

Your innocent gaze,

Your caught-in-the-act

And then embarrassed phase.

Your leather jacket,

Your brown hair too,

Your tied plait,

I just lov---- like you.

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Author's Note

This is my first attempt at a lyrical romantic poetry, a genre that has intrigued and excited me quite a lot in the recent past. It is often said that a good poet always tends to have an ear for good music. Lyrical genre is that one genre that blends poetry and music so well that it becomes intriguing and exciting. You would find that a lot of my upcoming poems belong to this genre.

This poem, specifically, talks about the situation in which a popular and beautiful girl falls in love with a rather unpopular guy who has a goal in his mind and could see nothing else other than that. The guy's emotions forms the major part of this poem.

I hope you like it. Critique welcomed.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

When we fall in love, the heart plays the lyrics of blending where preoccupation becomes the all encompassing occupation with the shy and embarrassed, bridging gaps to the next stages and on. You are right for as the child grows so it does until it consumes every aspect of the seen and unseen worlds. An excellent write and a good genre...:).........

[Shivam Murari]

Thats so true. The preoccupation of the loved one and one's need to avoid it and find reasons but still reach out to it is so analogous to a child's growth. Thank you so much, Sami, for your great review. :)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are welcome. ....:).....

[Farrsight]

I love your huge words, and I'm wowed by this poem! Great write!

[TL Boehm]

ah yes, it is how it goes in romance - well done poem.

[Bluefire]

Very good for your first attempt. I can see where it would be a very cute, catchy song.
Well done!

[Ruth]

Love is the creeper of emotions, we try our best to not feel it but it does creep up on us and often is found where we never expected, I like the flow to this piece, realistic :)

[Rahul Chhabra]

The poem is nothing but beautiful. The emotions and feelings attached to every single word make it a great read. The poem is very interesting and doesn't let the reader to go off-track.
The helplessness one experiences while falling in love with someone's innocence is portrayed in a great manner. No matter how hard the brain tries, it can never ever control what the heart falls for. I just loved this poem. Good luck. Happy writing. :)

[Shivam Murari]

That, my friend, is very true. Brain always tends to give in to the heart. The poem is just an attempt to depict a lost battle. Thank you for reading and reflecting. :)

[Rahul Chhabra]

You are welcome. If you have some time to spare, do review my writing too.

[Shivam Murari]

Sure. : )

[Akshay Rawal]

The last line...the stifle....that confirms the ambivalence in the boy's heart. Love is a very pleasant thing to misinterpret, indeed. Every one happens to possess a different definition for it.....keep writing friend.

[Shivam Murari]

Thank you Akshay, Indeed. True words.

[Dayran]

A great look at the way love winds its way into our mind's attention.

[Shivam Murari]

Indeed! Thank you so much Daryan! :)

[Leslie Philibert]

I read lots of fine poetry from India, with perfect English,this is excellent.

[Shivam Murari]

Yes that's very true Leslie. India is a land of art and culture. Poetry is one very popular form of art here. Thank you for reading my poem :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem. A nice journey into thoughts and hope. I like the innocence of the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Shivam Murari]

Thank you so much Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[MCS]

"Methinks thou dost protest too much" but hey all things take their own time. Great write!

[Shivam Murari]

Very true MCS, very true! Love is one of those feelings that do take a lot of time to sink in, specially for ones who can't think of anything but their goals.
Thank you so much for reading and expressing. :)