hypocrite memories and perjuring core
deceive me repeatedly
every single recollection i have
is swathed in our smiles
a remembrance of the depths in your eyes
that left me always mesmerized
that window stands as a memorial
to impatient vigils
and your every word-kinder than those of others
rings forevermore in my ears
somewhere the paths diverged
no more we walked as one
yet try as i may i cannot remember
when or how that was done
and maybe that is for the best
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
28.12.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 12:24 AM UTC
hypocrite memories and perjuring core
deceive me repeatedly
every single recollection i have
is swathed in our smiles
a remembrance of the depths in your eyes
that left me always mesmerized
that window stands as a memorial
to impatient vigils
and your every word-kinder than those of others
rings forevermore in my ears
somewhere the paths diverged
no more we walked as one
yet try as i may i cannot remember
when or how that was done
and maybe that is for the best
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
28.12.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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