There was a silent wind that flew and touched,
My cheeks and nose and into my ears whispered,
“Tell the bird about the dance of your heart,
In dreams and real following the steps of your love.”.
The summer sun looked down with a kind eye,
Forgetfulness about an old untamed pastime boasted,
And a young heart, playful in music, Oh’, I met,
Little I know that a heavy, old me attracted her.
I looked up and down as she praised how wise I am, And to that, I said, “Not wise enough to escape your attention”, I walked along and asked about her and she loved to talk, In my mind, I whispered, “Is this the love you want to follow?”.
The wind hit on my face hard and the wrongs I know, Told the young girl I care about her, my Little Boss, Took my phone and shown the face of her, my background, The disappointment on the young heart I saw on that face.
When walking away I felt the wind no longer touches me, The sun turned harsh and pounded like a punishing thug. Smiled at another mid-twenties girl in my afternoon walk, And in my mind, I asked: “How many more I must disappoint?”.
From a scattered lot, ah’, my mind I gathered,
When Little Boss to me revealed her anger and spite.
Little she knows that there are no other ways for me,
For in her heart is the key to fulfilling our dreams.
Oh’, on one-side knowing about her celebrated, Deep inside a drop of tear to hide so hard tried, In that success, I blended the salty tear and loved more, As the morning let me sleep through upon the lap.
The day through noon and afternoon twists and turns tried,
Nothing worked as the tunes of romance mind found,
The battle I won made me write, write and write again,
As from the future I wrote to the present the story of our love.
The Sun lost his might and strength of warmth as he fell,
Into the western horizon and taking all strength I too left,
A wonderful baseball game, ah’, in thrilling ways we lost,
Then night gathered all gloom and filled every vein of mine.
My spite and anger found a wonderful sepulcher,
As my love for her increased every minute awake I stayed,
The night walked in a pace so slow, ah’, I spoke aloud,
“Why don’t you find a twist and turn that will make me glad?”.
The answer I know was not that far as a little drizzle fell,
Upon me by Mother Nature to tell me she heard me,
The smile upon my sadness filled face spread,
Gave a feeling that in dreams Little Boss will love me more.
The night passed with thoughts about past,
Where did it all started a mind boggling mystery,
Did it all started at the first sight of her,
Or did it all began back when love was first understood.
As early morning broke loose I decided to take a walk,
And as I left the front yard something soft touched my hand,
That little soul curiously looked and I know she too,
Didn’t sleep a wink but was in some curious thoughts.
Holding my hands silently along with me she walked,
And I just bend and asked, “Don’t you have any home works?”,
Smiled the widest smiles and she asked “In Summer?”
I stood there and looked at those bright twelve year old eyes.
When walking holding her hand clasped in mine I said,
“I met her when working a fun time job in a store,
In those days there were big stores that sold everything,
I called her Little Boss as she was the assistant to my boss.”
The clasp got tightened by my little darling and I continued,
“We never talked about anything and were not that close,
And my bad tempers one day flared at some others and I left,
The job and store never to go back there but I missed her.”.
Those little hands pulled me and I looked at her in the back,
She asked “Grandma didn’t talked to you after that?”, I smiled,
“She was young and vibrant, her busy life never included me,
But then something happened one day that changed everything.”.
A smile upon that little face sprouted and she walked along,
I continued, “One day I met her and her parent in a coffee shop,
I talked to her and her dad a very kind man and took that,
As an omen of good things to happen between me and her.”.
The curious little mind pulling my hand from ahead asked,
“What did she say to you grandpa when you met her?”,
I looked up and all around and in all honesty said,
“That was a 130 years ago honey, I can’t remember.”.
The twelve year old face became grim and a bit sad,
Then I said “But I remember going back to that store,
Everyday to get a glimpse of her and she knew why I am there,
Everyone else knew why I go there, still I did but said nothing.”.
The sad little face became crossed and in a bold voice asked,
“You didn’t tell her you like her even after meeting,
Every day for many days?”, I smiled and said,
“Nope, because she was 23 years younger than me.”.
I took a break from my talk as I walked slowly,
Then I said, “I just can’t let her go off mind either,
So I wrote the poems about her and my posts you read,
Someday she may see I thought but everyday she saw.”.
“Aaand? Grandma didn’t like you at all in beginning?”,
I laughed and said “Nope, there came a day when I asked,
About the daily visits to my website by someone from her home,
And she asked “Why you write such things about me?”.”.
I replied “Because I like you”, and to that she angrily responded,
“I have no such feelings for you Riaz, I am in my mid-twenties,
And you are much older. We were not that close anyway.”.
The little heart at my heart moaned “Oh no.”. and glanced down.
By that time we were closer back to home and beside her I sat,
My old knees hurts but I sat holding those little shoulders and said,
“Your grandma was a kind lady, she lived those days loved by me,
She lived every moment gaining love in her heart unknowingly.”.
My grand daughter stood looking at us and came to me and asked,
“So grandpa is telling you stories?” my great grand daughter replied,
“Love is all he is”.. gave a little punch on my nose and she ran,
And her mom took my hand and said “I can’t agree with her more.”.
Oh’, I tried my best to keep my eyes open,
But tired mind and brain fell to the dark of sleep,
When into the light I woke I sat up and said,
“Bless her Allah, bless her, like you bless me.”.
Noon and evening hasted through their routines,
I sat like a stone watching T.V smiling occasionally,
Nature changed colors faster than I thought,
Or did time abandoned me and ran for reasons unknown?
Early night came and the stalker knocked on my website,
I wanted to know if about my safety I should be concerned,
So once more I asked Little Boss if it is her who visits,
No answer but what she did to hurt told it is her.
No more concerns, Oh’, I will die of her hand if she chooses to,
And that brought to my mind a new inspiration to write more,
And I will write, write and write again taking lifetimes,
For her eyes, for the world to know, that I love her.
Sleepless night, ah’, how wonderful it was,
Then I got up and to my yard walked,
And felt warmth caress of the night ready,
To leave me alone once more in the scorching sun.
The into the dark night I looked and sang,
“Wake up morning and fill that which I can’t see,
With brightness from my soul filled with love,
Love for my Little Boss my heart always will feel.”.
Then I saw morning light break the shadows of night,
Stars bowed out into the furthest corners of past,
Fortunes or misfortunes this day going to bring none knows,
And I said, “Be it for the good of me that makes her happy”.
Love felt well as afternoon settled into time,
I let time pass through me and my wonderful day,
Oh’, this weekend may bring changes I never imagined,
I thought and smiled, but, ah’, nothing of value happened.
I raised my head, I cleaned my thoughts and I asked,
“Oh’, God, don’t my love have no value at all?”,
Regretted I for leaving a question to God,
Forgiveness I sought and to forgive her I pleaded.
Late-night all around me ran all confused, As the love for my Little Boss from my soul glowed, And made the night feel on the wrong side of time, All settled, and I settled, in unknowns and imaginations.
“Ten thousand dreams I may have seen,
From my childhood days until the day I met,
The lady that completed my life long search,
For the one to whom I can connect all my life to”.
I stopped to look at the young girl looking up at me,
And she asked “Grandpa, how did she look like?”,
To that innocent question I replied with my own innocence,
“Prettiness through her soul felt outshine all prettiness I have seen.”.
Then memories came and I looked for that first feeling,
That came like a lightning and into my heart with fire wrote,
Love that held my breath, held my blood, stretched every vein,
Ah’, that ecstatic feeling through every sense told, she is the one.
The little soul looked at me in astonishment and asked,
“Was she prettier than me?” and gave a shy smile,
I gave a shy smile back and in all honesty told,
“Your grandma gave you the beauty you are, princess.”.
“Leave your great grandpa to rest, honey,” The call came,
And I whispered to that little girls ears “Let me think,
And will tell you more about her”, she smiled and whispered,
“You should tell it all, Hundred Years Of Love”.
I lied back on to my easy-chair and thought a bit sighed,
Then I smiled and in my mind said, “Hundred Years that passed,
Like hundred seconds and left me to relive every moment,
Hundreds of times, Sure, I will tell it all you”.
“Do you have a talisman to give me Mother Nature”,
I pleadingly asked as the happiness I saw she spread,
Made me not just happy but want to spread happiness like her,
And be happy seeing the happiness of others.
Some say Love is happiness and happiness finds ways to love,
I looked for love and waited for love and found my love,
Oh’, Little Boss, you ever felt a little bit of my love,
Before you rejected me and forced me on knees to pray.
The noon was a bogus monster who didn’t scare me, The afternoon stirred up summer furnace and heated, Every corner as thirsty birds decided no to sing, And skunks ran away from odor of half–naked sweaty women.
Evening tried to stir up a wind but she stood like a stone, Trees stood bowed in the heaviness of the leaves they grew, And the twilight came with the dusk as sun too left sweaty, “Oh’, summer you are hot but calm down now,” I said.
Late-night woke the poet inside me who ate too much, Then thirsty like a pacing dog drank all juice and soda, All the sugar drowned him like a stone in a river, Still, he wrote, wrote and wrote again about his love.
“She is lovely, she is dearest, she defines you Mother Nature.”.
Night left a mark on my heart that deeper felt,
Even the bright-lit summer morning gloomy looked,
As morning left nothing for me to think and erase,
That shadow of what night left became the anomaly.
Life, ah’, the series of events that give us a connection,
To the self and many other big, small, living and unliving,
Then to every event in life comes a balancing act,
Many times we forget to balance or we know nothing.
The anomaly lived and the day died before mind realized,
I chose to run in a day blinded by what I know not,
Time the healer, Space the facilitator of life to flourish,
No chance for both I gave as answers for unknown questions I sought.
Deeper and deeper I thought as my own conscience I felt,
Left me to ask more questions to mind as thoughts about Little Boss,
Brought anger, fear, sadness and then her face in memory,
A million rays of happiness and, ah’, a drop of happy tear I shed.
Then to time I asked, “Why you forgot to bring me a chariot?”.
Oh’ that fat old moon and the lazy night tried,
To keep the twilight and early morning sleep,
But in the lullabies by the early birds sang,
The morning woke to give me a happy dream.
As time scrolled through the late morning to noon,
I took life to leisure and pleasure of baseball park,
Summer warmth became a lady to date the lonely man,
And to her too I said “I am in love with me Little Boss”.
Tiredness took my hand into an evening nap on chair,
Somewhere in subconscious remained a sad feeling,
Ah’ late evening my thoughts dreamed about happy life,
Still a sad man tried to cry through happy times.
The cold air deep into my house basement sank,
As summer unleashed a wrath for reasons unknown,
The calmed down mind still sobbed once in a while,
When thought about everything else but the present.
The silent night at the full moon again and again gazed,
As sky slowly in the east turned burning bright red,
The moon fell far into the ocean to bathe and be ready,
To show his pretty face to the romantics on the other side.
The brightness of the moon in my mind slowly faded,
As a memory of Little Boss took me to bed and dreams,
The phantoms of morning all around me screamed,
A grin stayed on my face when about her, I dreamed and slept.
The stillness of the afternoon spread far and wide even on to Sun,
Who blazed and gazed across horizons for a new look and sense,
All he achieved was another day of burning and the world mocked,
And celebrated another fantastic summer day uncaring the sweaty sun.
Evening and early night tried their circus to distract,
Me from a calamity unkindly stalked me, unknown to me,
But the stalker failed to hide and with stalker I fabricated,
Yet another story to tell myself in my soliloquy and laugh.
Late night stood bright with another bright-lit moon up high,
Oh’, his adventures on the other side of planet thinned him a bit,
But the halo he left on my mind around my Little Boss glowed,
And made the romantic feeling of love fattened a bit more this day.
