After you had left
I searched for traces of anger
along the crevice and cranny of my brain,
but to my dismay there was none!
After you had left
I rummaged through the flaps and folders of my psyche
for signs of sorrow and pain,
but to my surprise couldn’t find even one!
After you had left
I explored the bends and boulevards of my soul
for a few remaining tear drops,
but was astonished to see all of them gone!
Why don’t I feel alone and lost, I wonder!
And then I smile at my own naivety,
for why would I feel lonely and cold?
I have already gathered the branches of my memories,
and picked up the leaves of those spent moments;
I ignited them with the remembrance of your touch,
wiping away the dampness of doubts
and drying out the wetness from over my cheek,
I blew the kiss of your lips into it
to set the fire.
Now I keep myself warm with its molten red glow,
now I will never be lonely and cold.
For the strength of love and
the warmth of memories and desire
will keep this fire crackling and burning lifelong!
When you left
You have taken away your presence,
but you forgot to take your soul
which still remains entwined with mine.
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