Cafe Musings
Whenever I sit alone, in a most crowded cafe
I reminiscence and sink into nostalgia
How painful is the past and how regretful is my gaffe
Love, knocking on my doors, was sent to a land colder than Narnia
Young was my soul, younger than a new born
Love and life was for me, still to be explored
Unreasonable, I pushed love away and became all forlorn
Yet, only I knew how much his soul I adored
Sitting all alone at an empty table
I wish he was here, by my side
Having forgiven my temper, so unstable
Having seen through the demands hidden by my pride
And thus I sit alone, take out my diary and write of my whims
I hope, they shall be, like William's, brought out of that poor light, so dim!
Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Contest : Cafe Musings
9 February 2014
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