Uprooted and Windswept In the Storm You Caused
Uprooted and windswept in the storm you caused
I was aghast and asunder like a sinking boat
the last straw was placed and I drowned
it was your slight that I simply could not fight
you tossed your royal, handsome head
your eyes smirked at me in your new find
no doubt she was so pretty and fine.
You did not ever once think
that it was me and my canvas that you painted with love ink
making me so warm and hot right from the icy skating rink
you tossed me like a painting that has no buyers
and crossed red with the broad brush of your fliers
the butterflies that we had together at the mention of names
you had forgotten mine but I store and treasure yours all the same.
I began being yours and are and will be till I breathe,
as you find me a stickler and in irritation fume and seethe
I am a winner and I know it all, you are my trophy
and that has been won ,and it is in me and with me
do you think you are clear enough and that hard do you see
one mention of your name brings me to tears
as I am surrounded by your avoidance and so many fears.
Honey ,come to me and hold me our souls are entwined
you are a gem and a precious one at that, I do know
there was never a man who was so gentle and caring
and holding me in sway as if life was a movie and you its director
I have been here and there trying to moor
my planks all floating all over swimming against currents,-please pick them up
I am living a life and I want to let yo know it well,as if I was dead.
I await........for your....next message .....my only bright point left in this life!
Will it
will it not
I seethe
I coagulate
I dream
I anticipate
I am yours..till you are entirely entirely and completely sate.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2009
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