LOVE AND BEYOND

Dr Neeloo Neelpari

With dark kohl lining my eyes
And a brightness that seeks you,
I gaze at your caring smile,
Trying to unravel the mystery
Hidden in your gentle glance.

As your touch lingers on my hand,
You softly whisper,
“Why must we name what we feel?
Isn’t happiness enough?
All ties—whether by blood or society—
Are mere illusions.
Why confine us to a label?
Let us remain as we are—
Sometimes close, sometimes apart,
Yet always present in thought,
Caring, wishing, and praying for each other.”

O beloved, listen to me!
A touch of sindoor in parted hair
Is not the essence of love.
Close your eyes and sense
The warmth of my kiss upon your Ajna—
An eternal mark of my affection,
A beauty spot born of my feelings for you.

As kohl dissolves into tears,
A bond stronger than any structure,
More enduring than time,
More innocent than an infant’s smile,
Is quietly formed.
This bond—unlabeled and pure—
Defies barriers,
Radiating a love as sacred
As the waters of the Ganga.