Lost Love

It was the furtive glances that drew me
I sat nonchalant about those who came
The crazy curves led me to the mighty
And purple sculpture of a tipsy flame

You responded with the turquoise ocean
I failed to feel it was shallow water
I gave you my silence and commotion
Like the Kanchenjunga and Gibraltar

Then you met the warmer spring that charmed you
An ascetic attitude towards me
You grew while shifting to the reddened hue
Of the hibiscus as I turned boozy

I lost all buds and leaves of my pink tree
A humble floater a poor refugee


February 8, 2018
English Sonnet Lost Love - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton

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Eve Roper

Date: 2/12/2018 6:30:00 PM

Congratulations on your win, Probir! Hugs Eve ~`*

Probir Gupta
Date: 2/13/2018 2:34:00 AM

Thank you, Eve ...

Susan Ashley

Date: 2/12/2018 4:25:00 PM

Such wondrous imagery adorns your sonnet Probir. Excellent use of the required words as they melt into the beauty of your poem. Beautiful closing couplet. Congratulations on your lovely placement in the contest. Warmest wishes. ~Susan

Probir Gupta
Date: 2/13/2018 2:37:00 AM

Thank you, Susan ... My words are very simple and mostly coloquial ... I am grateful to readers like you who nonetheless like my poem ...