Alone

Bathroom meditations

A passionate tumult;

All red stained

Crimson skies for crimson hearts 

I clasped your hands and sapped the warmth, yes;

I let go and stuck the hand back in my pocket, still tingling;

You laugh at me with a dearth of subtlety 

Amid the din of the traffic( Two engage in an argument on the street corner)

You loop your arm through mine and and laugh softly;

"It's evening time" I say with an air of attempted conversation

You nod sapping my warmth at winters door.

"Will you never leave me?" I say for I blurted my heart

You nod again clutching my arm in winter's fingers;

As we walk down a dilapidated road

And so you and I so happy and proud walk

a path that mayhaps the world has not yet seen 

We would be forerunners on a grand and unknown odyssey

Mayhaps lead the world into a new age,,why not?

For if love is real than anything shall be

In the lonely light of the street lamp 

The warmth of your embrace was lost

"What do you mean you must return home?

Stop! Wait! Please don't leave" 

Your smiling face flickered in the lamplight as you turned and left me

Alone.  

Author's Note

I wrote this in ten minutes so don't judge my weird blank and free verse too harshly.

Reviews

[Dipanjan Dutta]

Very nicely expressed. There is a feeling of being surprised, sad and 'Alone'. Good work.