I traced the patterns, Under the clear moonlight. So lovingly held, In the heat of, The purple gaze. The upturned contours- Defined- Sharp- In their arrogance. Craggy- In its silvery silhoutte. Perhaps, It was the last time, I set my eyes, On your beauty. Distance is, What I shall maintain. Keep a check- Hold back. Near – yet so far- You looked complete, In the street light glow. The embers of your eyes- Mellow. Soft brown Tinged with all that I know. Rivulets of empathy, Flood both our beings. As we remain torn inside. By choice. By voice. Eaten up inside, By all second thoughts. Yet giving no room For regrets. We now reap the seeds, Of the germs we had sown. Mirthless in companionship, A lot of hushed whispers- Suppressed. We now live- Drifted apart. Our path chosen, With pride, We remain ever possessive, Of all that We can’t leave behind.
Reading your thoughts through the words on my screen You gave me the courage to open up and believe Your blonde hair and blue eyes led me to the door of your soul Deeper than you and I could ever
The morning sun lay bare its annoyance, Somewhere behind the ponderous smearing of clouds, While I took refuge under a thatched abandonment, To the surprise of some relieved onlooking crowd. When light couldn’t befit to restore contrast Between dawn and
Let me kiss you on your forehead My beloved lost moments be not dead As a token they should be led Be remembered as well said I know that with passage of time Our love will be sin and crime
Flowers that stay in bloom A clock turning in a silent room Walls make barriers cocoon Raging waters soul consume Fighting warrior killed so soon Physical entity mind atune Falling leaves autumn tomb grey sky smell sweet perfume purple dandilion
Sunshine haze over milky blue Ocean reflects white horses rolling wave Sea gulls squawk as they glide on warm winds effortlessly, above the port were boatmen slave Splendour azure skies trapping the contours of forests, behind cliffs tallest and brave
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2 Comments on "Purple Gaze"
Despite the mesmerizing beauty, you need to move on in life sometimes….beautiful piece of writing:)
what’s moving on? 🙂