The Wave of Love Is a Transient Hunt
THE WAVE OF LOVE IS A TRANSIENT HUNT
Why did you enter my life ?
It was quite enough without the noise of your love.
Why did you claim love ?
When all that you felt was your own delusion.
Why did you show out of the blue?
Hesitant ? Perturbed ? A blurry feeling compels you…
Why did you address me ?
When you are not still ripe to embrace this heavy load.
I remember that dim night you talked to me
Darkingly I listen to your sweet melodies and read your text-messagings
But those unheard are sweeter , and those unread are deeper
Submerging in our infinite dialogue of love, of sublimity, of a blessed eternity…
Why did you barge into my quite quietude ?
Tickling my heart , troubling my mind.
Why was it you ?
Why is it you ?
Will it always be you ?
Or will you fade in the ashes of life and oblivion ?
Why did you conspire with your nuanced violent love
Against my pristine feelings of deep affection ?
A violent ambiguity inscribed in you, dazzling, perhaps perplexing.
Unfathomable. Unwarranted. Or is it deeply bewildering ?
I loved you with all my soul
And the soul never ceases to love
And what did I receive in return ?
A deliberate surge of neglect
A transient hunt of a feeling of love, short-lived or will it continue to resist?
I thought you were real to me
I drew your features schematically in my memory
I believed in your authenticity
Why are you still thinking ?
Caught in this maelstrom of hesitancy…
Moving forward without me…
I hark back to our momentary pieces
Of love, of life, of instantaneous happiness,
to fill this void, this pain, this haunting memoria
Why this unexpected alteration possessed you ?
When all that I want a moment of frozen love,
A feeling of timeless euphoria , a sense of security.
Lest I forget our shaked love,
I carve all these memories,
Through my unwinged pegasus of poesy.
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