An Incomplete Love Story
An Incomplete Love Story
Once I chanced to meet my Mr. Perfect.
while on study leave in Aunt’s place,
but had never talked to him direct,
even both standing face to face.
Our silent world was great magnificent.
From far balcony I watched him passing by.
Mere exchange of glances was sufficient.
Too strong a beautiful bond was bound to tie.
We owned mismatching status symbols.
He had not courage to defy status-quo.
Seeds of love were sown in both souls.
Roots of passion pierced into hearts of duo.
Two tender leaves shivered with emotive urge.
Two desires danced delight in wobbling dilemma
thrashing on separate shores on swelling surge,
sundering surrendering minds chained in social stigma.
In the last eve of my leave completion
Both of us happened to be in a solitary park.
I was waiting with full expectation
He hurried to approach close to me in the dark.
I looked straight to his eyes even without blink;
I felt he had overpowered his hesitance.
Eternal time took pause, we lost worldly link.
He didn’t speak. Our love sank in destined silence.
07/18/18
'An Incomplete Love Story' Contest by Faraz Ajmal
Third Place
' STRAND CHOICE 12' Contest by Brian Strand
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