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........LOVE FORGONE.......

Let me go far away and be,
Since the land is not good for me ,
I don't want to stay here to behold your face
And be consumed in much passion,
In the flames of your eyes i melt.
You're my joy and my reasons for gladness
You are my weakness and my strength,
Am without hold when am with you.
Thus let me go far away and be,
I might smoulder, I might fade into oblivion.
The charm upon your face,the flames in your gaze ,I fall like a shooting star.
The wind is still,
The cloud is dark,
The sky is heavy
There is strange quietude in all the hoods
Silence enough to bury a child in deep fear
Suddenly there is a great sound like the scary feet of ten thousand matching soldiers everywhere,sound so strong and terrific,
Both on top of the roofs and on land .
It is the sound of a heavy rain.
Rain so fury as of the era of Noah,
So it rains heavily, very heavy.
Rain enough to float a ship,so it rains.
I wake at night and think about my love.
I reach for my phone and call my love.
My love did not answer my call,
I sent my love a text,
My love did not reply.
I stop, I stand, I sit as all hope is lost.

Suddenly there's darkness all around me.
A darkness blacker than hundred midnights.
A fearful night beyond the shock of nightmares.
From within I hear a song, a most solemn song
A sad side song of lost hope.
My song is but a dirge without my love.
I waited for these men and their relentless activities like ants in dry days seeking food left over.
I surely waited to be  hosted in a lone deal like a lover hopefully waiting to be melted in the arms of her love.

I waited still with ready heart like lion awaits its prey to be subdued for pleasure meal.
I waited with hard frowned face Laden like a darkly atmosphere before a heavy downpour.

I waited with one mind like the hope of a maiden in child's Labour before delivery.
I waited like the hope of fading drying leaves waiting for rainfall under a sunny cloud to live on and count more days.

I waited in vain for these men who have buried themselves lost in their own desires.
I waited thinking they'll remember me, but I waited in vain My plea never counted a thing before them.
All for them I waited in vain.
For the flames of your gaze
For the flora in your eyes
For the dimple on your cheek
For the savory moist on your lips
For the soft sound of your voice,
For the ivory Bangle on your wrist
I seek to burn,
I seek to reside in your emotions.
I pine for your love
To be consumed in your passion
To be in your world forever.
To be lost in the euphoria of your sweet surrender.
You're the tale that's etched upon my palms.
The candle that's lit for me.
The desire of my heart.
Where do broken hearts go?
    To that camp where lonely wind blows and the stretched green grasses bend to let it pass.
To there where lonely camp host men of shattered hearts of consumed passion.
To that land where tunes of solemn songs echo and hearts wither like dying roses.

Where do broken hearts go?
      To that land where tales of love legends are written on broken walls.
A land of cold wind and desolate Streets,
Where the standing trees of faded leaves bend to fall in deep sorrow.
To that land where chirping of birds make mockery to them of love victims.
To that land where feelings are locked behind doors and hearts bleed in aloneness.

Where do broken hearts go?
      To that Kingdom of forbidden desire and rejected feelings of hearts.
Hearts of awesome wonder beyond the values of gold.
To that Kingdom of treasures beyond the reach of men.
To that Kingdom of broken gates and shattered cities having ravaged by ruthless beings of no feelings hold.

To that land where I stand and bend and lie.
To that land where love fantasises and reality aches.

Into my very own broken heart
Where love in it is an endless cry.
Straight to my heart where passion and desire burn like flames of fire.
Ages well lived long gone in songs,
So sweet stories of old retold.
Swayed in sweet surrender.
Enchanting world of fantasies
In view of sight unclear
Sound of voices unheard having faded.
A beautiful adored in the sun fades in shadows.
A world unknown.
A land never lived.
A garden never planted.
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