Hindsight 20 20

With the melodic cadence of my fervent heart,  
pulsating with the charming tinsels of mesmeric night, 
gleamed my love for you with the enticing tinge, 
suffused with the sequins of the argentine moon. 
I felt in a trance the sweet touch so tempting   
of your captivating charisma intangible, 
but you drifted away from my engrossed perception, 
like the chromatic cloud wafting in the twilight sky. 
In the blooming valley of flowers my cataract heart  
cascaded as a stream of embedded melted emotions     
through the turquoise course of lingering longing, 
and on the plateau of yearning I wandered beguiled. 
From the ebony edge of the fallen gloomy night             
the storm clouds surged with blades of shearing pain, 
lacerated the lilting facade of the sky, I called my heart,
where the shards of dream sank in the tears of despair.
Losing the desire in the debris of the broken heart,     
I sauntered sullen to the shore of silent sorrow. 
My infatuation swirled away like dislodged surly sands
in the remote time’s tide when I thought you were mine.

The transient trajectory flame of devoured desire  
furrowed in my marooned mind a blazing trail of longing. 
I couldn’t trace entranced the track of the spurting star,
it drifted away like your love, for I didn’t dream enough.
From the ebony edge of the opaque night of despair               
storm clouds surged with thunders of tearing strife,
splintered my remnant dreams dispersed in debris,
and I then realized my heart couldn’t yearn enough.
The sound of your voice in the avid air of my yearning   
echoed with melody in the void of my lonely heart.
How complete I was as it delighted me to the core  
to get the feeling of togetherness, I couldn’t let you know.
When you left tracing the trail of the melting mirage,   
I felt deserted like the desolate sands in the dry dune.
My pent-up words ‘I need you’ remained sadly unsaid,
floated way in the whirlwind of sandstorm to oblivion. 
Your essence stays with me as an indelible image,   
fused with the onyx motif of the abyss in my heart.
I’ll light there a million candles of love for you,
so, you’ll find the lost way to return, and be mine, forever.

Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2024

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