Memories of lost love

A face i stumbled across, to seem to me through my thoughts
That the universe only pervaded seasons of songs, and colored rainy plots
Whirlwinds of staggering scent, and the breeze of fragrant gestures
Winds were all intoxicated, and the directions, missed out creatures

All the world’s ways seemed altered, and high spirits renewed
Elation waking, throbbing in my heart, stormy breaths got shrewd
Lips caroled sonnets, and the eyes hatched a fancy
Holding all the blued moments, i feared it to be dreamy

When she came, settled, and caught the sight
Won my heart, what I found her to be, describing is my plight
Twined and curly plait clinging to her face, appeared to me
Like a blooming flower bathing in the mist behind the fogged spree

Like an eavesdropping moon concealed itself in the cloud
Like an aglow morn emerged from the blanket of starlit shroud
Her eyes living a sea of fantasies, shimmered like an expanse of stars
Giving a wavy glimpse, her speaking words showered a rain of pearls

Like a jingle of the silvery anklets, and the tinkling glassy goblet
Like one’s clandestine playing of sitar, and singing in the moonlit
Like the soft revealing of a secret, and her coming closer
Like, the pausing of time, the soul of the world turning purer


What words they were, and those meetings, where I knew
How pious a gaze can be, to melt the heart, and ran through
How the longing finds its odyssey and the destination clue
How the moon lands on earth, and the feel of heaven in view

She explained to me, we who meet were destined this way
We who bloom, were to be the wayfarers on love’s play
This bond of many births, of very many relationships
We are soul mates, and meant to be on more such trips

And it flowed into my ears like honey of emotion
It washed into my eyes, half woken up to sense a caution
But this dreamy world was so beautiful, later full of sass
As a world that was elsewhere, but in words, else it never was

The dreams passed, my eyes opened, and wits returned
I found, who she had come in my dreams was a mirage churned
Who towards i held charming fixation, who rested in my heart
Had gone, and my heart was yet alone, failing on life’s chart

No desire, no wish i knew, no dream again will seem enough and chief
Now my days, and nights, in them is only pleading, and elemental grief
And begging, and pain, i cry for help, no one is mine, but nothingness
No one is there, but the memories of lost love and i, unloved, loveless