Cast Away

Time has stood still today,

Frozen with thy words, mocking,

Crude ‘n’ coarse than dried hay,

Spewing deep hate so shocking.

 

Etched hastily on this pasty note,

“I dost not any love for you”,

‘Twas a verdict you wrote

My life into shambles it threw.

 

Was I a tawdry plaything?

An article of fleeting pleasures,

Cast into the alleys stinking

An object worthy for beggars.

 

Sweet words of fancy passions

Thy promises of endless ties,

Were they mere pretentions,

Thee uttered in our love nights?

 

In faith my soul I pledged,

Surrendered to your free will,

Your wish with grace I obeyed,

Yet to befall this ordeal.

 

For thee I shall though wait

Through the eternal realm of time,

Destiny cannot but join our fate,

‘Cause the heavens know you’re mine.

Sorrow

Sweet memories of bygone days,
Sailed like passing clouds,
Leaving behind a trail of gloom
And a parched earth thirsty for joy.

I stared with sunken eyes,
Moist with my rotten grief,
As the clouds sailed away,
To pour over other’s lands.

“Why not pour over my land?” I wailed.
My eyes devoid of hope and dreams,
As I stood lost in the dark woods,
Waiting for the light to lead me through.

“Nay”, they chuckled in harmony
“We found better lands to explore,
Where silver springs flowed from mountains,
And sweet fragrance wafted in the winds.”

I turned with a sense of hopelessness,
And walked on the rusty road,
Engulfed in my tragic tale,
And faded into the misty lair.