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Sunday, February 2, 2014

An Eccentric love

                                                     AN ECCENTRIC LOVE

Let's our relation get synchronized.
You left me that very day helpless;
And I still tried to get my love defined.
But to my worse, it proved pointless.

I loved you with my soul and heart;
And with the ebulient confidence which I possessed.
But you crassed my each and every counterpart;
Striking all the beautiful feelings which I had down poured.

Let me recall the past when we used to walk together;
To long distances which were adventurous.
We sat together, ate together, played together;
Making our love more and more porous.

I almost left every possession for you;
And expressed only the humourous part of mine.
I executed your order readily without leaving a due;
And all these things made me feel that my love was divine.

I remember those mesmerizing moments which prevails;
Still somewhere deep in a secure place in my heart.
To feel those amazing scenery- My heart restrains;
And to overcome these restrains, my body does rant.

But a day did come when you started to afflict;
It seemed uneasy and informal to watch you bragging.
You started bemoaning and smacked me which did affect;
I still can't make out, was it me who was lacking?

You started behaving with me clumsily;
I didn't know what your heart was starving for.
You began to ignore me angrily;
Was it me, because of whom you chose that detour?

I tried my best to disentangle our miseries.
But to my dismay you were stuck to your path.
You didn't react to my recurring cries.
Finally, I concluded that you had started to loath.

On that valentine’s night you exhaled your rage.
I could learn that ferocious touch in your cute voice.
On that occasion the world, for me, seemed to be a cage.
Rather than getting apart, you didn’t leave me with any choice.

Lastly, my eternal feelings for you deformed into a phantasm.
You made my love just a shibboleth.
You strangled my emotions, trust, love and meant it a sarcasm.
You scandalized me by drowning my consciousness with a blitz drought.

At present my mind and heart both have left you free.
Now I neither care about you nor I enamoure.
I too am relieved from the pain and am too free.
Now, I’m rectifying my faults and I no more demur.