Lingering here and there, lost in the deep, bittersweet woods of past,
Once an idyllic garden, adorned with bright orange and violet blossoms,
With each of its petal, reminiscing our treasured memories,
The balmy, breeze whispering your name in my ears,
The skies radiated a crimson and turquoise hue ,
Embellished with strips of gold ,
Embraced and wrapped me firmly,
Reflecting your ways,
The puffy,white clouds embossed your image in her,
As each raindrop kissed my skin, my heart frantically searched for you,
The spillways babbled our tales of love.
Slowly the moisture seeped into, trying to find the missing part of you in me,
Gradually I regained my consciousness,
Hard hit by the reality,
All of a sudden, everything eluded,
Our picturesque landscape,
Transformed now into a dreadful abyss,
A scent of nostalgia surrounded me,
Gust of winds howled our old talks, as it rattled along the labyrinths of our love,
The black-tinted, ragged clouds waiting to pour down a millions of WHY,
Acid drops charred my skin with scalds of HOW,
Ugly scabs and scars became my bling,
Red-violet blisters scorched my wounded flesh,
Deep from my veins, pangs of lonliness devoured me,
Into a deafening silence,
My subconscious voiced out for help,
Streaks of lightning flashed your face,
Thunder strode along furiously,
Shattering my soul into chunks,
Inflicting the slightest hopes,
As the sun slowly bid adieu, my spirits raged in search of light,
Drenched in emotional turbulence,
Yearning for you to rescue me.
Nothing but your magical touch could alleviate my aching soul,
Your cheeky voice can cure the numbness prevailing in me,
My love! Come back to me,
Even if we're gone astray for a millennium,
My love for you would still reign the horizons,
My dear! Break the barriers,
You and me are are meant to be one,
Beyond every collapse and creation and ruin and rebirth,
We stay knitted like the twines of quilt.
Wake up from hesitation and contemplation of the future,
Here I am, just where you left me,
Longing for you to revive me,
From these narrow chasms of seclusion,
Together, let us,
Bring back the lost serenity and tranquility to this preoccupied air,
Give back the gnarled trunks and autumn leaves her spring,
Revamp the rugged terrains,
Paint the skies red,
Restore the old US,
Savour the endearments,
Evaporate into the thin air of fondness,
And elope to distant grounds,
Where our heart only throbs echoes of you and I.
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