Yearning

The deep yearning is inhumed by the taciturnity,

But a sheer glare again sets ablaze the interred memories

Incinerating and obliterating all sanity,

And then compelling the frail mind to confront reality.

The Lost One

Why is it so difficult for me to ask you to stay?

Sit beside me, while through your eyes I drink the amorous nectar

that your gaze emits and captivates my heart,

banishing it into an eternal contemplation.

Your mellifluous voice ignites a flame in my soul

that lures me to your presence and annihilates my ability to think.

I stand there, in front of you, like a simpleton;

Unable to articulate, unable to intimate;

Trying to conceal all my haplessness behind a simple smile.

The Girl In My Heart

She lay in a dark room, a putrid place, she assumed,

Sodden with abhor she fled. 

The walls parted in two, the room imbued with rue

From it an indelible sadness bled

Amidst the Darkness

A pitch black blanket covered the jungle,

As the nocturne set in.

Darkness inundated the whole landscape,

Boosting of its win.

The branches bent and the leaves crouched.

Like an ominous fantasy;

Through the darkness I kept on moving,

On an endless odyssey.

Suddenly the shriek of an owl was heard,

From the canopy afar.

As if it guided me through the dark,

Past the nebula and stars.

Such an anodyne music it was

To a heart full of fright.

I followed the sound like a man blindfolded,

To end the sinister plight.

Is there anybody to lend me a hand,

Beyond the somber arbour?

To help me stop the déjà vu,

To help me escape the bower.