A Sad Farewell
"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire".
After many cold winters, they met again,
Under the poplar tree on a starry moonlit night.
Though they had planned it over many a time,
It came to fruition after such long lapse of years.
Once they loved as no lovers could ever love.
In devotion, never they faltered, never once failed,
But fate was sadly against this star-crossed pair,
And the young lovers had to part ways in pain.
Once again, the old classmates met at the rendezvous,
Exactly the same place under the same tree.
Though years have wrinkled its aged bark
Still, it bears the indelible mark of a heart pierced by an arrow.
To its cover they have been drawn once more
Not to renew their bond or weave fresh dreams,
But just to see and feel once and never more,
For a fleeting second to be in love’s prison bound.
Silence lingered and from sepulchered past, dead worlds awoke.
The celestial bodies above stood in breathless anticipation.
And "the clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire".
They knew, separation had only accentuated their love.
Once more they put their arms around.
For the last time they looked at each other,
With eyes blurred and moistened with tears,
And billows of emotion rising sky high.
Fearing they would lose their composure,
Abruptly they turned their wan faces
And without another word of goodbye,
They walked away into the stillness of the night!
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