Serenade to a Reverie.

We shall forever dwell in my stories.

Time's coarse hands embellishes reality,
Rudimentary promises swoon and faint,
All the glimmer of now beckons a then,

eyes and soul never cave.

Although my fingers caress unknown hollow spaces,
They linger and search for you.
Although my fingertips are lifted by his,
They twist every time for your breath.
Although my lips quiver under his silence,
They shiver under your haunting embrace.
Although I lay next to a familiar face,
It's the one I loved, I seek.

Snapped at the brim of rose rains,
I desert myself on the abandoned Street,
Although we parted on contradictory lanes,
The teasing, the yearning, the moaning, all beseech thee.

So Harken, and search for the momentary pleasure,
There's a sweetness in temporary,
Although the impressions upon skin fade,
We have transcended the might of destiny.

Author's Note

Hope you relate and love.

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

oh my god!!! are you serious??? whoa! your imagery in the poem giving me whole new thoughts... i can relate to your writing with some published poets here... to be honest i had to look at couple of words you have used in the poem from mobile dictionary to understand them....i can promise you i don't have half the vocabulary you have.... how sweet it was, the longing, the passion and the love it evokes is simply magnificent....loved the drawing in the poem..... a silent hats off to you with clappings!!!! full ratings.....

[Crimson_ish]

OH my! thank you for such lovely words! this made me really happy :) Thank you so much.