I always write to you, write for you

I always write to you, write for you and call you mine,
Like others, you are also unknown to me, even though I find no reason to define,

I found words are few to delineate us, but ample space under the sky,
I wait for you but there is no time limit, I know everything still I want to wait without answering any why,

The whole world looks for them, but I still look for you in a sleepless night,
I don’t know who are you, where are you, and how we know each other?
 But still I feel you in the solitude; I don’t know whether the things are right,

I understand everything, gave all explanations, even you don’t ask sometimes,
Listen to you every time, even you don’t say and formulate my own words,
That will reach you or not, I don’t know but still I will make my rhymes,

We will see each other in the future; I don’t know I have a doubt dear,
But whenever I walk alone, I found you are holding my hands and bring me closer to you,
You are mysterious, or illusion of my thoughts, even then for me and for my life, yours feeling vanishes all fear.

I always told you…

In my diary pages I always told you…

I told you, hold my thoughts tightly; they are faster than a wind, don’t allow them to go away,
They are not just like freaking disturbed waves in a river, let them come over you, they will keep you warmer in the shivery winter day,

I told you, talk to them; they have enough empty space to engross your trouble, able to give you serenity forever,
They just need your faith, your time, they will love you even you don’t, and they still don’t want any favor,

I told you, don’t discriminate them between good or bad, they are here just only for you and will remain always for you,
Even if in the future, you will have complaints about them, they will hear you but thought of leaving comes never,

I told you, give them a place in your itinerary; they will change everything not simply their own, your whole existence,
They will help you to walk alone on empty lane, tell you how to conquer others and make the things more important with your presence,

I told you, collect whatever you have left in between on the way to reach your destination,
They are waiting for you from several years, they will bind you and your missing values in one relation, give you a spark to move ahead with new sensation,

I told you, but these are always kept inside you, have never brought it out because of my own undefined fear,
May be I am still searching, don’t know whether it is known to you or not; if yes, then no need to say anything my dear.