Someone Gone…Someone Lost

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***Being in Love is surely a blessing only if both the partners are in unison, if one happens to leave the other…the life of the one left behind becomes a curse***

Gone is the soul I love so dear

Gone is the voice I long to hear

Gone is the face I want to see

Gone all the things that belonged to me

Too far away from sight or speech

Too far away for me to reach

But never too far for thoughts to flow

Neither for the dreams to permeate through

Flower was she of the heart of mine

Blossomed with love – so pure so divine

Redolent her fragrance musky with myrrh

Her grace so immaculate stupendous her nature

Filled me with pride the sight of hers

Exultant was I on the evening of Thurs

Lost & intoxicated, I went on rambling

Smitten with her love singing and dancing

The environ too played jolly with me

Uncovering my secrets as it had to be

Full of mirth I bonded with nature

Little nothings of life, my ultimate rapture

Then came the news of great disaster

Leaving me trembling over and after

After and after, over and after

Then came the news of great disaster

How to start from where to begin

Wounded my heart the words stay bitten

Vacant remained the soul yearning for desire

My dreams still unfulfilled burning in fire

Someone swept her heart away

I could hardly believe this anyway

Dashing all dreams breaking the hope that bind

There stood she with the glance that turned blind

Mute we stood searching for our selves

Amidst those silent sighs where once we both dwelt

Spaces between us grew loud and louder

Our each approaching step took us farther

“Why did you turn away”, I said

“After falling in love why you fled”

Abrupt she rose and left the place

Difficult for me to run and chase

“Please don’t go . . . Please don’t leave”

“There’s no life of mine without your being”

Screamed my voices at the peak of the lungs

Still none reached thee only silence thrummed

The moon shone bright in the starless sky

Our shadows diverged never to unite

Frozen I stood unable to move

Searching for the voice to call the truce

With dying sound of her departing steps

My breath too followed her treacherousness

The final calling came too soon

My cadaver fell like an autumn frond

Motionless my body still remain waiting

Discontent my soul still lay yearning

The last teardrop lay glued to the lids

Holding her departing image they still remain separated

“Just come to this juncture once, where you left”

"Grant me the solace for which I bereft"

"Let those eyelids stay in unison"

"With that last teardrop lend me the absolution!!"

~ Shubh Life . . . OM Sai Ram 

© 2016 Manish Purohit (Reserved)

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