I thought she’d stick around longer Clearly I was delusional She was way younger Way off my league Bursting with vigor And I was old
I can’t bear it anymore I can’t bear the reflection of This wry face I can’t bear the gloom that besieges The dark clouds rolling
Took a stroll down the rabbit hole, On the meadow, in the depth of my soul, It was beautiful, The hues kept changing, The features
I know this tingling feeling I know this precipitous awe that Has crept on me I’ve been down this lane before I know I got
Behind this well groomed man is A boy in tattered clothing Behind this radiant smile is years of frowns Behind the beauty that ye yearns
The night sky bathed in stars, The cool ocean breeze streaming frenziedly Into the room I stand, My eyes scouring the seashore Stretched with sparkling
A gust of wind blew Clothes on the line slithered Then everything was still The dust that obscured My sight settled The whistling winds muffled
My cheeks turned red And felt warm As his eyes zeroed on my lips The lower one quivered Hastily, I bit it to conceal my
The day is grim My shoulder aching terribly Breaking down over the weight of the shovel Whose edges have gone blunt from Digging out the