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.