The cloud of grief
from my sky won’t ever disappear,
Because your
aloofness and my loneliness won’t ever end.
I won’t ever deviate
from the path of love,
And you won’t ever shift
from your childish convictions.
There won’t be an end
to my unsuccessful efforts,
To marginalize the
grief of your exit in my own way.
Glasses and alcohol would
continue to congregate,
And produce a dragon
in me each evening,
Eating away my body
from within gradually,
The way my obsession for
you devours my soul.
I am a small man but honest and
straightforward,
Devoted to you,
stubborn in my vows and selfless in love.
My pious devotion
will restrain me from embarrassing you,
The human in me would
prefer to burn within than to trouble you.
Hence, I won’t inform
you of my misery anymore,
And put a human in you,
if any, in concern or sorrow.
Condensed,Beautiful.........
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