The remnants of a lost love
My thoughts linger on the remnants of a lost love
Gone with the wind.
With precision profound and passion unflinching,
A beautiful allegory showcasing the truth of love
Reigned in my heart for years many.
‘Loving is always cathartic,’
He whispered with feelings exuberant
In my ears soft and attentive.
The message spread around,
Hale and hearty, bright and light
Like kaleidoscopic rangoli
In all the cells of my body,
Making me shine with
The seven colors of love.
I was in the prime of my youth,
Always talking gleefully, gently and peacefully.
I touched his silvery grey hair
Which was like fur of a velvety cap.
Leaning on his shoulder, I replied,
‘Love knows neither decay nor decline.’
We looked at the crystal moon,
Our fingers entwined,
Admiring the sights and the sounds
Offered by the waves.
We slept together on the sands soft.
In the morning, while the first sun rays
Warmed our hearts laden with love
And bodies drowned in passions pure,
We said ‘Adieu’ and parted.
Love had her reasons to bring us together
And life had his reasons to separate us for ever