My darling, you made me
a Mimosa pudica herb
utterly pointless and
with no purpose to serve
Promptness put off,
the blaze got doused
shyness shrouded me,
fervor no more aroused
Dynamism disappeared,
can't make a commitment
activeness quietly depleted
turned lethargic, reticent
timidity crept into d'
pursuits
whole enthusiasm lost
U made me a touch-me-not
Threads of notions disrupted,
d' mind turned fully blank
brain bustles retarded,
the dreams fading fast
Now I fold inwards,
droop on mild touch
move ahead on a hazy path,
leveled as an introvert
Confidence dissipated,
melted my aspiration
d' destination now distant,
target in oblivion
my simplicity under threat,
stiffened labile thoughts
you never realized but,
U made me a touch-me-not
Life turned seismonastic,
sensitive to docile tremor
mental foliage shut,
even for fight slender
any grim situation
mild upsetting words,
pushes to a debarred zone
oversensitive now
to any sarcastic remarks,
to face humiliating gesture
for me a tough task
Tiny troubles too often
to put gigantic knots
U made me a touch-me-not
Now life is aimless,
devoid of proper sight
just for survival,
must struggle and fight
During heavy downpours
or blistering summer
no more closeness,
no stay together
shared d' feelings no more
Possible inlets closed,
sealed all options
Entire event occurred
beyond imagination,
farthest from my thought
U made me a touch-me-not
no dreams there
no good to achieve,
destination unclear
face no obstacles,
no hurdles to cross
a secured serene path ahead,
fighting spirit lost
U made me a touch-me-not
Satire density not assayed
d' extent of sincerity
unknown
challenges accepted
positively
aroused intense passion
A blessing in disguise,
obviously good is done
A pair of delicate lips,
spell out fuming emotions
and showed me the path
to pen my perceptions,
obligation poured for one,
who lit d' light of creation
All odds in life yet
survive,
survival my genuine right
despite mammoth gains,
I'm aggrieved and hurt
U made me a touch-me-not
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