You have raided my night again
as the burst of a sudden storm
Sneaking into my loneliness
at the most unexpected hour
Plunging me into swirls of pain
too deep for expression.
Leaving me to drift aimless
through the dingy avenues of the past
Never once able to sever the chord
that binds me so tight to those memoirs
Exposing me to torrid heat
with my soul, burning down….
Like a piece of smouldering coal
Sleepless are my nights
Dreamless are my days
Like the sundown shadows growing bigger
With every stride we take
The farther I move, the closer you follow.
Can I convince you ever again
I never meant any harm to you
How wearily have I watched the flies
lured by the dazzling light
char into diminutive specks of black
by the scorching tongues of flame
Still, why did I let you burn
in the flame of my accursed passion?
You were like a flower admired from afar
Afraid of even the gentle breeze coming near
Lest it might jolt the delicate frame
And shake the petals down, sooner than due.
Yet vulnerable turned the moment
When all of a sudden, it started to rain
Like a child, eager to play in the puddles
You ran out into the pouring rain
All soaked through and through
You came in…..awhile my gaze
rested on the filmy fabric
seductively clinging to your curves,
Then,
That wild surge…..beat me down.
And Alas! Under a magnetic pull
surrendered your fragile self with ease.
In that moment of self abandonment
looted off all that you held chaste.
Never surmised, you were crying
when I felt your cheeks, so wet.
Now I know, it was agony
not ecstasy that I, then, beheld on your sentient face!
You refused to respond to my calls
Unanswered went all my anxious queries.
Like a hibernating toad,
to some dark under ground cave, you slid.
Abruptly, alerted on call
by an alien sound, far from familiar
I hastened to the casualty ward
and saw you lying limp
with drops of blood, still dripping down
from your slashed wrist
staring at me with an open mouth!
As I watched you lying still
with your eyes refusing to flutter,
I knew my world tottering below
and my heart, set ablaze
into a funeral pyre.
Exuberant and didactic; envisaging and descriptive and above all effusive of a rare reciprocation, how else can a poet speak? The blend of imagination and intuition has a reverberating effect over these lines...
The grace and magnificence with which the story is expressed, the imagery and description of the poignant situation is really great and wonderful which wrings the heart.!
what started as feast for his eyes ended in the death of love! penned it nice, Valsa.
This is but an affliction true to come natural when you feast your eyes on her explicitly but turns out to be otherwise and ends in surprising agony........Valsa......a powerful write with delicate emotions....10/10
A poignant work of art exquisitely crafted with artistic brilliance.
Absolutely brilliant, Valsa. You capture what truly may be the profoundest suffering....the night without sleep, the day without dreams. What is the source of the greater(est) disturbance? The sleepless night or dreamless awakening? Absolutely wonderful poem.
Sleepless nights still whispers to give different perception. Flowers have admired the moment of life. A nice poem gives nice feelings on reading. Revisiting this we feel very glad. An excellent sharing is done.10
You have raided my night again as the burst of a sudden storm Sneaking into my loneliness at the most unexpected hour Plunging me into swirls of pain too deep for expression. Leaving me to drift aimless through the dingy avenues of the past..........the arena of the beginning is so heartrending and attractive. The title of the poem is justified as per the inscription. A beautiful poem shared amazingly.10
You have raided my night again! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow that is a tale of heavy burden well described