Love, In My Kingdom Cold

A Poem by Srikaran Anand

I’m walking on the sidewalk,
and I see a beautiful girl, very.
But haven’t I seen her somewhere?

No, that was just a lie,
I know the girl very well,
I’m in love with her in fact.
I’ve spent a lot of time with
her, and she is very graceful.
But,
will you remember?

Very well, this girl has given
me everything, well adjusted.
She has not failed to bring
joy to my world, and I have
not failed to capture.
But,
will you remember?

You have believed me so far,
you have believed the story,
but what do you think? Am
I trying to confuse you or am
I just fabricating a fable for you?
Let me not carry you away.
But,
will you remember?

The girl, yes. Her eyes,
her ice, everything wonderful.
She is a sorceress, she carries
magic in her kiss.
She carries love in plenty,
But there can be only one
empty glass here to be filled.
But,
will you remember?

I can see flowers now,
maybe because it is autumn.
Or maybe because someone died.
But I’m talking about the girl, right?
Yes, she is everything ideal.
But,
will you remember?

Should I speak about this girl more?
You might call me a liar now.
I’m just being an idiot now,
telling you this story, which
seems to be going somewhere else.
But,
will you remember?

Before the cursing starts, I will
tell you. Yes, we are two. Just me
and her. She is real, and she does
the magic here.
She makes me real.
yes,
now you will remember.