As I woke up from the slumber,
found your visage crawling down the lumber.
I go through my journey to the anomalous world,
And just recall the faded memories with you I earned.
Fragments yet fragmented into pieces,
As the way departs for the ways so increases.
I think and wander down the Glenn.
and the get lost to the anomalous world again.
Obsolete might look our aims
but those are the blames of my ornate frames.
what those days of oblivious mates
as the way we and us all propagates.
you didn't the much as I expected
and that's the sanity of mine to have it expounded.
maybe not words look paltry
but that's not the fact for the malice to be Audrey.
Well moved by yer words so amicable and flirt actions,
and truly have no such to expound as captions.
lexicon torn up for words,
but they look so fragile as birds
moved in the darkness of gloom,
trying to be like the flower to bloom.
after the sestave
now I end the stanza with an octave.
anon betwixt depart betimes bruit us poor.
made me cozen company established
and friction of inertia as it published.
and made it extend far our affair of amour.
now ich believes me not swain is as yer sooth.
whence none whence
vanity of mine for none of ence
and to be honest am glad to know the truth.
Copyright © Surjendra Das | Year Posted 2018
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