Its different....

she has no gravity and i am no apple,

Force of gravitation is still in play.

None could help me resist the fall,

its a different science they say.

She is no goddess and i am no thiest,

For a single glimpse of her still I pray.

None could understand this worship,

its a different religion they say.

She is no friend and i am no house,

In my heart, still she stay.

None could see her paying for rent,

its a different agreement they say.

She is no place and i am no visitor,

To reach her heart i struggle for the way.

No one could provide me the map,

its a different journey they say.