Ode To Love Poem by Keith Sly Simpson

‘It was time of the spring when she fell in love
The flowers bright and in the beautiful night they stared like two doves.'
Said my grandma to me,
When I wanted to listen to a story

‘She was a young girl in her early 20's
And the boy, with on his head a world of duties.
While she was writing out of emotion,
He, on the other hand was protecting his nation.'

But how did they meet tell me ‘ma?
Or what happens next grandma? '
As she added further she told me,
What happened to the girl she and he!

‘My sweetheart, they were just two ordinary,
Who met out of coincidences whose lives became extraordinary.
He met her eyes when she was writing unknowingly in her city.
Under the tree of cherry her cheeks seemed so pretty.

He could not resist but went up to her,
Asked her name and got her to be Esher.
The man turned and went back to his duty,
Thinking and thinking about the pretty young lady.

But this was not the end rather just the starting,
All they both had to do was waiting.
Then one fine day Esher met the young man,
In the spring doing his job more than he can.

Esher asked- ‘May I help you? '
The young man said- I'll be pleased if you'll too! '
As they fixed the broken parts,
They didn't know when they connected their hearts.

‘What's your good name' asked Esher,
‘Well my name young lady is Usher.'
‘Do you live here in this city? '- asked her.
‘Well I will now' -said Usher.

They now didn't know how they started to feel,
Something which was neither ordinary but unreal.
As they started to meet they got to know,
What it feels like to be love and so.

The city was filled with their name on every lip,
Every person who would speak of love kept them at their tip.
This summer couldn't have been much brighter,
As the city merged into their love's chapter.

But the summer calls for the monsoon,
In each day there's night which comes soon.
In the lives of these two something different was to happen,
All the long days they spent together was now going to get shorten.

As the war broke everybody was called for their duty,
Into the two nations, who was once part of one city.
As Usher now had to leave,
Esher wanted to grab all the memories and keep.

Usher bid a kiss of goodbye,
He turned his back on her for the duty's sake in deep sigh.
And Esher watched him going down his way,
She kept her eye, until he disappeared from her eyes away.

Esher was now a loner in this crowded city,
She was now losing but was waiting patiently.
Time tested her patience and the monsoon soon turned out,
Autumn came in with another shout.

Autumn brought a letter on his ways,
‘To Esher with Love' it says.
‘Dear Esher, here I am in your thoughts too,
Maybe I'm far but still close to you.

War is now pacing up its speed,
So for now I won't be coming back as I am in the lead.
My love will certainly travel to you no matter what,
But when I'll come maybe there might be something I would have got.'

This ended the letter with his signature,
But this made Esher to fight back against the nature.
She had a hope in her now that she kept,
In her story even the city now wanted to go to the dept'.

Letters became mirrors of their pain,
In which they both could see each other's vain.
No one knew when would this end,
But as for then they knew that god would bend.

One day then new news travelled through every door,
News which made the city to know about it a bit more.
A letter from Usher had just came,
Written in just for Esher's name.

As it stated it went like this,
It was news of returning of his.
Usher was now going to come back,
This gave new energy to the city which they then lack.

Esher was on cloud nine,
Ecstatic as a breeze, happy beyond the line.
The letter stated usher getting a surprise for her,
But nothing more mattered than his arrival to Esher.

Finally now the city heard the laughter
Which seemed like music to their ears so brighter.
Now all overjoyed as the chapter was taking a new turn,
That marked these two as an idol from which generations will learn.

Winter was the season then but it seemed not so,
All the merriness and love made the gloom to go.
But can the winter resist seeing anyone happy,
So she gave them such a blow, which wasn't so happy.

In that same month of gloom,
A letter flew in for Esher which nipped that bloom.
The post man said the war to be in the favor of the opponent,
They have lost and this is a letter which has been sent.

Esher didn't want to hear anymore or see,
But for Usher's sake she opened up the letter to read.
‘To the prettiest of all,
Esher, my love is only for you and all.'

As it stated further only this could be seen.
That the person writing the letter was now never to be seen.
‘I am maybe now going to see you no more,
So here by taking a chance want to say I loved you till my hearts core.

We have always shared everything through this only,
So for the last time listen to me in the name of the holy.
All my last words would be
Look into the envelope and search deeply.'

As the envelope was opened something fell,
It was round and had a diamond on it I can tell.
A ring for the love from love was sent,
A surprise which he wanted to give as he would bent.

But now winter had won in restoring its gloom,
The flower of the city will now never bloom.
The hope now that she had kept,
Went crashing down; as with her even the city wept.

‘What happened next grandmother? '
I asked to which she said- ‘my sweet nut in cover,
Now Esher lives in a life she has compromised with,
But no one knows what kind of pain she has hid.'

‘Goodnight grandma' as I said,
She put the blanket over me and kissed my head.
‘My granddaughter will never know what really happened to her,
With me as I am still my Usher's Esher.'