Puzzled Love

Your hackneyed habit of saying—

“Complete my holiday homework,

make my charts and embellish them

with crayons and sketches.

Otherwise I’d not listen your

ambiguous dreams

and nonsensical talks.”

But in the night,

we become two stars

in this glamorous galaxy.

When we share our love,our desires ,

our secrets,

While talking we reach in seventh heaven.

In our galaxy,

sun and moon will be wrestling together.

When someone scolds you,

except me,

I fly off the handle.

Ooh! My sour sweet sister

Is it love?

I think so.