strangers…………in the night

tropical sunrise

I could hear her breath……………

…………my heart deprived and bereft……

I wish I could hug her…………..

….beg to ,relieve me of that glare……

penalties umpteen I have imposed….

……innumerable times my soul

DEPOSED……………..

The pious association

that made me address her “mother”……..

A decade sped by……………

trying to gather………..

why she  crumples and bounces me…….

……..as my soul deposits in piles of debris

 entwined in matrimony………….

………….life seemed a savory…….

nevertheless………

What echoed was my own whimper

Life hushed up in tumultuous whisper

reasons profound or trivial……..

………….I was left as a refuse………

happiness dissolved…………….

……………..life diffused……

minions progressed to millions……

as we nullified each other’s sight

me and her………

 Strangers in weird sense…………

………………in broad daylight

or in the cloak of the night…

WRITE TRIBE
WRITE TRIBE

 

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