May 2010
Chasing you through the bushes,
When I thought I was playing hide & seek with you-
Running hard and churning blood,
In my naked feet kissing heat in your pursue.
My sun-glasses were black that could not penetrate,
Exaggerated, reflected only my desperation-
Your hot wax actually burned them with pain,
I am still proud enough to save my love that suffered abrasion.
That night you held that lantern to porch illusion-
The dancing flames never betrayed,
And gave indication of your sincerity,
Only that you were more than posh when you forayed.
The shocking news-
Still I am alive!
I managed the antidote of your poison,
In fact you blessed my life.
Are you curious?
I pity on you,
I will tell you, if you can hear,
No need to fume or don’t get furious.
When I thought I was playing hide & seek with you-
Running hard and churning blood,
In my naked feet kissing heat in your pursue.
My sun-glasses were black that could not penetrate,
Exaggerated, reflected only my desperation-
Your hot wax actually burned them with pain,
I am still proud enough to save my love that suffered abrasion.
That night you held that lantern to porch illusion-
The dancing flames never betrayed,
And gave indication of your sincerity,
Only that you were more than posh when you forayed.
The shocking news-
Still I am alive!
I managed the antidote of your poison,
In fact you blessed my life.
Are you curious?
I pity on you,
I will tell you, if you can hear,
No need to fume or don’t get furious.
A very intriguing poem between a protagonist and the antagonist and the irony is when both are same. The enemy is different that betrayed and misused the object of love that was disillusioned completely in faith and loyalty. However, the antagonist is defending the enemy and in fact thanksgiving the enemy for teaching the blunt lesson of truth that has opened its eyes for a renaissance of awakening towards the latest breed of human culture that is ****** as well as erosive.
A complex poem with all the ingredients of passion, anxiety, sooth, calmness and craftsmanship that will keep my readers glued and anticipating till the end. Indeed a precious piece from my pen.
A complex poem with all the ingredients of passion, anxiety, sooth, calmness and craftsmanship that will keep my readers glued and anticipating till the end. Indeed a precious piece from my pen.
