I know.

It is completely normal

For you to ask

Why this poetry.

Why I

Do not just sit

And talk to you

Like a normal person does.

Why not look at you

Tell you how my day was

How the teacher praised my handwriting today

How my mother asked me to do the dishes and I broke one

I tell you all of it

Over a cup of coffee, maybe

Without sugar.

I've tried that Krishna.

Endless times, all these years

I've tried

And I've failed.

I'll tell you why.

Whenever

I sit

To narrate to you

Things I usually don't

To anyone

Whenever I look at your picture

Your eternally radiant visage

Right there, printed in my soul

I just look

And look at it

My jaw drops

I daze

Awestrick

Like I've never seen you before.

You never fail to bewitch me.

So much to say

So much to narrate

So much to gossip

So much to complain

Yet

All I say is

Hi, Krishna.

Long time no see.