I hate you

a poem by Chetan Bhatia

I hate you,
for not being around;
so I miss ya,
ya sight and ya sound.

I hate you,
when you hold me tight,
without you, I feel lonely,
and suffocate whole night.

I hate you
cos you love me more,
I return with million,
you reply with crore.

I hate you,
for ya adorable care,
when ya get close to whisper,
the way you warm up the air.

I hate you
when you do a baby face,
I just lose control,
for many nights and days.

I hate you
you are so beautiful and pure,
with so many goody goodies
I feel so insecure.

I hate you
for not hating me,
except stupidity I have nothing,
neither looks nor money.