You once told me the sanguine sky is mysterious beholding blankness of birth beseeching stars to scintillate as if deceased dears dwell in its core crooning to creator for concealing our clangers, bestowing blessings for our hearts.
You once told me the fairytales of faith which felt like forever is a spring's sun which solaces soul slivered with sips and pukes of pain but the solitary nights nibbling my nerves revealed it to be the waning moon which whispers wails and withering wishes in winter's freezing festoon.
You once told me love is lavenderous like petrichoric pauses of mythical monsoon which smells for seasons betwixt benevolent bossoms reverberating with ripples of reminiscences simile to the aroma of cardamom tea perspired in corsages of cherubic clavicles.
You once told me dazzling dawns dotes darkest dusks under the autumnal acer embracing euphoric epoch of the lass latched in limits, lust and lockiophobia scratching her skin with stings of surmises craving for a cloud to condense and cwtch her cologned crevices burgeoning bluebells of belief.
As the last ray of light leaves the horizon Darkness takes a ride Into the roller coaster of my mind Whirling within the Pain drenched pool of regrets
I feel like a Lighting bug Trapped inside a jar Fighting for its existence Slowly falling apart Screaming in defeat Agonizing my death.
Drowning into ambrosia of waves Coiled up, away from my reality Always in search of a new anchor To jump from, Dive into depths swimming through the sludge When shore is just right next to me
I take a freefall, Until I realise I am still stuck to the emotions, the relations, And realise my mistake I try to unspool the cobweb And search for the rope Moving my limbs, frightened Just to end up being more Unsuccessful
That's when I snap back to reality The reality- where there is no Sun in my domain. No light around No pity full shadow to accompany
Only, soaked paper boats of hope Floating in the death throes.