Thanks for thy sorry...A Poem by HarishvarmaaMisty
clouds dovetail alluringly with the
discarded sleepy boulevard; Thoughts mesmerized by the breathe-less path I came for
a last walk; snooping for
the moon, that alone is beautiful
with the scars, through the
fissures of our maple tree I lay
ruinously down on the bed of fresh grass; Days we
spent together in the bliss of love never dies
down as a grandma’s bed-time tale; tears, rolling
on my cheeks only to relax on my lips, gives up the fight... my smile
resided in a fool’s paradise, consciously
cloaked in a child’s innocence; your lap my
second-heaven, first being your hug, refuses to
fulfill my deathbed plea… In your
dimples, too seductive to handle, I took a
life-time nap; holding your hands I sermonized Romeo and Juliet to the world.. no less time you resuscitated me with your
celestial kisses under this tree, we swapped
our souls to the hum of the leaves rustling
in the breeze, a perfect lover’s song… not many
times we fought out of malice, never a
time l let tears gushing down your buddy-eyes, yet a thick
plume of glitches spread before us blindfolding the corridor to eternity; wild scuffles, an entr'acte ensconced between the idyllic intimacies, suffocated the ethereal bond to death.. “Sorry”,
you said fantasizing the ephemera-love, gifting me
the footsteps of ephemeral demise... "Thanks for thy sorry", I whisper before winding myself up.... © 2012 HarishvarmaaAuthor's Note
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