Perturbed Not, I Am Fine

This hymn which is achingly beautiful, reminds me of you. Indication of love and it reminds me of you. It's been quite long, and exhausted I am, of camouflaging my feelings for you. Never realized when I slipped in love with you. Perturbed I am not, I am fine. This heart now a lunatic, slowly slipping down to the oblivion. Evocative thoughts of your scent, swells up my eyes with tears. Perturbed I am not, I am fine, resonance of your voice still lingers in my ears. Evening's I ignite the lamps around your scented memory, eyelids turn moist which once used to drench, thinking of you. Mutilated I am, just left to be scattered away. With few debris of your feel, that still remains to quit. Perturbed I am not, I am fine. ©Chitra Arun Sept2021