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Archit Srivastava
Poems
Jan 2013
Her Again.
Walking away from the plethora of emotions that besiege me
I step into the world of my dreams, my own reality
The flames in the heart still burn ablaze
Feeding on the glimpses of beauty that I chased
The memories of the slain past remain etched on the skin
The horror of my soul being ripped, lynched
And hidden beneath it remains her aura unfazed
Her incomparable beauty that my soul still craves
The song of the nightingale that used to sound
When the music of her words used to play aloud
And the fantasies that I hoped were going to be realised
The dreams that were shared and memories prized
The bloom of a new world we had seen
A paradise green, more serene
The dawn, the life that were, sufficed
In my memories abound, the winds of mortality didn't dare to take away the ethereal kite
The life in autumn leaves that was bestowed
The seeds of love in my heart that were sown
And the velvet hair that shone in the midnight moon
The peace of my heart that she ruled
The abyss in the heart that she filled
Rearing of my soul from the grave she willed
And then the satan struck, took away my bride
The numbness of my soul, the silent cries
And the windows of hopes were shattered, fell down
My tranquil, my life crumbled down
Insanity was readily welcomed into myself
No astoundness felt upon the loss, the jewel
She was gone forever, swept away
By a creature she now loved, for whom she prayed
The insomniacity of my dreams now became the only reality
The truth petrified me, dreams my sanity
Today, I forget my past and keep my heart in the rain
To be stabbed someday by her again
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