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The summer of U

December 13, 2014 by Fizi Yadav in Poetry

'Twas the summer that I saw you,

the prettiest thing in the wide world

But soon the tidings changed,

Leaves fell as the autumn unfurled.

 

And so you bid your farewell,

caring nothing for the things past

Might have been easy for you,

but it left me aghast.

 

I cherish every memory we had,

and wish to dream them long into the night

But I dread so the sleep,

For its the nightmares I fight.

 

I treated you as jewel in the crown,

and i regret it not

For it was worth all my time,

and your smile was the treasure I got.

 

I wish the nightmare would end,

that I would wake up on the morrow 

and find you by my side again

But I know its not to be

Good things don't last,

that much I have come to see.

 

The way you trouble my thought,

like the golden field,

fighting an army of moth

bit by tiny bit, they pick at the grain

Leaving nothing,

but the soul to apprehend.

 

Pierce this soul,

with the longing in its throes

It cries for your touch,

but the absence only grows

 

I am sitting in the isle of thorns,

looking past the raging sea,

with these eyes forlorn.

 

How am I to get back, I wonder

All my hopes and dreams asunder.

December 13, 2014 /Fizi Yadav
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