Do you remember how the sun, set
On the occasion we last conversed?
First, it hid behind some lousy clouds
As I was uttering my dying words
Then, out it came with a shiny glare
As I grasped the truth of your beauty
‘Twas nothing but my own reflection
To my surprise and curiosity.
Now the sun’s told our tale to this town
And I heard how it had made you smile
So if the thought of me drew a smile
Then, I have mastered true lover’s guile
Tonight, I am bidding goodbye to you
Who has had a special place in my heart
Tonight, your memory will be at peace
As I close this chapter for a new start
Tonight, I’ll let go of all my regrets
As I never lost my chance to express
Tonight, I’ll wake up from this reverie
As I’ve concluded this terrible mess
Tonight, I’ll accept my awful failure
As I have found the grace in my failings
And tonight, I’ll not wince nor cry aloud
Because, tonight, I feel content within
Why is my love for you, dyed in wool?
What is the hindrance in moving on?
Why in love have I been made a fool?
What’s been causing this oblivion?
Why is thought of you, ever-present?
What’s keeping me from forgetting you?
Why is sight of you – magnificent?
What’s it you possess than others few?
A slow fire burns deep within me,
And keeps my curiosity at high
I question these puzzles so direly,
To philosophy, a pleasure – wry
If all life has led me to this point,
To make me but a mere proponent
Then, from this day to my last moment,
Just you and love, are my argument.
Why am I estranged to this darkness?
Maybe I’ve been away for too long,
But shouldn’t home always feel home?
Why am I in dire need to belong?
As if this soul is deprived of life
As if this body is in swift decay
As if this mind screams for peace
As if this heart calls to be lured ‘way
Unwise, to have brought the goddess,
When she is of a different realm
Unfortunate, to have fallen in love,
As she leaves to retain her helm
Perhaps, this home lies deep within
For everything is, but mere illusion
Hence, I’ll reside her in my heart;
To feel her, even in seclusion.
It doesn’t matter if we couldn’t be one
Easy for you to suggest separate ways
I’ll live for as many glimpses of you
To figure you out; a peculiar maze
Doomed am I to have made you a habit
And ignite the asleep flames of my soul
Love indulges by practice, not presence
So with all my heart, I’ll recall and extol
I’ve never cherished someone this much
Knowing, however, you cannot be mine
Perhaps, this is the highest form of love
Unrequited, forlorn, and unentwined.
There is a path for all that lives
Yet no one follows the righteous
I’ve committed sins, been led astray
By those, I’ve loved ever timeless
I can keep digging my way to hell
Because it seems all too familiar
Perhaps, it’s not late to atone, so
I shall opt a path to help recover
But I will not leave my darkness
As it’s the only home I’ve known
And I’ll again find courage to love
A feeling, I’m determined to hone.
Life’s unending conflict remains
How long shall I function with it?
The want differs from what seems best
Its outcome remain unknown yet
I have tried to devise a right path
To outdo hindrances and despair
My countless sins put me to shame
Oh, how low could I bow in prayer?
How fortunate would’ve life been
If one found both love and work
So neither one make his work, love
Nor would one make his love, work
Poor am I to divide my attention
Some for love, and some for work
All I fear is; through exhaustion,
I may just stop pursuing this quirk.