Love Memoir

Where have you been? Reproached my muse, Angel guardian of my body, Majestic temple housing My soul! I retreated back Back to myself To my gloom, My doom, My disease, my despair, My broods, My negativity My darkness, Why, in there, I shattered mirrors, I tore up diaries, I burned poems, I scratched my wrists, I shed tears, I lost it there, I lost it all, From my mind To my hope, In that power which accompanies me That power known as faith! Why, seethed my muse, What happened to you? No reason is needed to brood No reason is needed to feel low No reason at all Except for love, Which hurts the most, With his silence and his coldness Which makes me feel Like a disturbance At all times! After all, I remain a blind believer In your power as it governs my life Muse! Why did you tempt me with that Which I want the most Only to have me Broken and spent As it glides away from me, Leaving me feeling like I were the roots of a tree And it, a river, flowing towards the ocean, Needing me not, But rather, feeding me with its waters, Allowing me to sustain myself! My muse looked at me in silence Then, It bid me to hold my pen in my hand And to write, Riddles and mysteries In poetic form Meant to soothe my agony!