When Illusion feels like Real!

I have never met you before,

then why do I feel like you are the one, I was waiting for;

You were never

ever part of my past,

Then why presently I feel

as if you are the blood  flowing through my body

with the pumping of my heart.

Now I feel

your touch on my face,

sometimes in my dreams

I do get stuck with your grace;

Now I listen

you whispering in my ears,

“Noone can ever make us apart”.

I imagine your face

while looking in to the sky,

by seeing my confused face,  

friends do ask me “who and why?”

I explain them with a lie,

that I am trying to see the other side of life

through an unknown’s eye.

when I sit alone,

I  draw your face on the sand,

with the help of my finger ;

I come out of my imaginations,

which was forming with my stroke of hand

with the touch of  water,

flowing through the river.

I walk with you on the streets,

when the moon covers the darkness with its light

I know you were not there,

still I feel your presence every time my heart beats.

I sing for you

knowing that my voice will never reach to you,

I dance with you

in my thoughts as if

the wind flowing by my ears is playing a tune new. 

I do not bother to find the 

answer to the question

if I am experiencing an illusion,

or is it real and true?

Now as if my sun rises and sets just by

either seeing or thinking about you. 

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