I Kept On Walking

Of an august-like, autumn day: I kept on walking Bespoke in dust-coated Check jacket, Check pants, Polo-neck jersey ... I rambled destinationless: A la les sapeur - The gods, The directors, Were focusing on me - Me the starring only As I kept on walking In all my sartorial glory, consciously Deadened unto all else about ... And Some distant, imaginary Hellene god of Love Purported tho lead me To whence I would enter the company Of a true-heart I kept on walking Visualizing that tantalizing landmark; That utopia of serenity Whilst abstaining fellow man And his hubbuboo from My sphere of alacrity: The boundless mass of water ... Drowning, faint, frolicsome noises ... And The Hellene god of Love Led me to where I would enter the company Of a true-heart I kept on walking Meditating on she Whose only ever chemistric wait was for me. A lump formed in my throat, My eyes sparkled in the violent breeze Whilst the kitting yellow leaves Harmonized with a hue My mind fell in Love with - Yet Love unlike which Awaited my acquisition ... And The Hellene god of Love Led me to where I would enter the company Of a true-heart I kept on walking Unpermitted of terrestriality To reach my destination of joy - For, 'twas only visions, Only illusions of that landmark Splattered across my imagination: A mirage Which couldn't be transformed into reality ... And The Hellene god of Love Purported to be leading me Unto whence I would enter the company Of a true-heart I kept on walking Dear me - And sadness swelled from within; My heart bled and a tear I did shed - seeing as I were nostalgic of availing Myself unto my inamorata ... And Still, inspiration urged Me on ... I kept on walking Thriving on a destination Not reachable ... And The Hellenic god Had exaggerated terms Unto a lone-hearted mortal!