Perturbed Not, I Am Fine
This hymn which is achingly beautiful,
reminds me of you.
Indication of love and it reminds me of you.
It's been quite long,
and exhausted I am, of camouflaging my feelings for you.
Never realized when I slipped in love with you.
Perturbed I am not,
I am fine.
This heart now a lunatic,
slowly slipping down to the oblivion.
Evocative thoughts of your scent,
swells up my eyes with tears.
Perturbed I am not,
I am fine,
resonance of your voice still lingers in my ears.
Evening's I ignite the lamps around your scented memory,
eyelids turn moist which once used to drench,
thinking of you.
Mutilated I am,
just left to be scattered away.
With few debris of your feel,
that still remains to quit.
Perturbed I am not,
I am fine.
©Chitra Arun Sept2021
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