Saturday, 30 March 2019

Temptation's Too Much



Temptation's too much

I've only this flickering candlelight
To just about see
There's a certain warmth in it
Sitting by the opened window letting the night in
Writing ambiguous words
That I know not the meaning off.
Such as those meaningless words
written on the walls
Mirrored like reflexions
Secret dreams, deeply into my psyche
Dreams that give you that warm feeling all over
Dreams that you want not to wake up ever...
As the wind blows through my window
Bringing me back from my reverie
Touching my lips my pen
The same lips, that call out your name
The pitta patter of the rain
Upon my window pane
Bringing me back to reality
Thoughts flowing through my mind
What if, what if it was, he
Playing with words on my mind
Dreaming unconsciously
Of the Moon & the Stars in my
darkest skies...
Right above me;
As I reach and touch, touch uncertainly
Your mind and mine possibly...
The vision before my eyes
That I've created in my poetry
The madness that sheer madness
The magic between you and me
As I find my pen starts uttering
My eloquent ambiguously
Unintelligent kind of poetry
Like a rebirth within me!!
 

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