When the moment approaches
When the far seems near
Why do the knees tremble
And the lips begin to quiver

She does not as yet know
Whether he will finally state
The words she’s been dying to hear
For what seems like decades

Why does she appear nervous
Losing her usual composure
Creating a unique situation
And self imposed pressure

Will he, won’t he, will he
Eats her up from inside
An unbearable condition
Of continuing seek and hide

Subir Chakraborty / 25th April 2018