mayabini

The divine smell of night jasmine
Wafting through the open window of my room
As I sat still in abject solitude
Weighing everything that life could offer
Dreams--- broken and abandoned…
It felt like I couldn’t go anymore… anywhere
But the shackles of that beatific smile
Forcing me to live…
Giving me reasons I couldn’t comprehend.
Dreams—buried in the graveyard of time
What went wrong in that perfect dream?
I would never know till my Kingdom comes
Perhaps some dreams are too perfect to be true…
Perhaps some people are too passive to believe in love
Now I know what it feels
To see one’s world broken down
Into tiny zillion pieces
I loved her till I could love no more…
I will move along… to the point of stupor
And try to find my happiness…
Putting those broken images together
Hoping that one day she’ll come back…
Although it may be so late that…
There will be white lilies on her hand…
And I safely consigned to my grave.
Do tell her that I’d love her still…
And if she finds a lonely soul
Waiting on the spirit’s shore with arms outstretched
Let her be reminded that it’s me…
Trying to keep promises…
Trying to prove my love
Although our life’s path crossed
Alas!  We couldn’t stop to share our dreams.