The Prophecy... Poem by Vivek Kumar

He gave me a prophecy,
Which I was too young to carry...
His eyes sparkling bright,
Like sun over the horizon light...
Gave warmth to my frozen hands,
In a hot winter cold summer land...
Yes, he was a wolf and I'm a vampire,
A friendship which can't be formed in any empire...
Now not amazed on how entangled we were,
And if not, would be surprising for sure...
Unknowingly you healed me,
Like raindrops for an abandoned tree...
Friendships were like Black Hole for me,
But he was not less than a Big Bang Theory...
You had an idea that I hid something within,
But for my mind, you were so foreign...
Our causal interactions had blossomed into a warm friendship,
He respected my opinions, and I treasured his...
Sometimes fences can be jumped over,
Sometimes we shouldn't plan our future;
Because life throws unexpected turns, and it's his nature...
Now I discovered myself in someone else's story,
Sharing a heavy heart which he used to carry...
Rain dried woods, as we escaped in further,
Army of ants, we didn't even bother...
Enjoying those sweets above the grass full of white flowers,
Up was a plane and endless talks of ours...
Show me who you are and set yourself free,
And I stopped at the count of three...
In front of me saw thunder and lightening,
Opening its arms like heavy wings...
Unbelievable it was, surprised the entanglement,
It was nature's fantasy contributed to his prophecy...
Never admitted a rain like this before,
Who would ever imagine, observing patterns could be interesting and much more...
Filled with positivity, now I used to inhale the air of his passion,
A credulous girl becoming Detective under Lucifer's recreation...
Wept away all my sorrows with ''I have something for you..! ''
Yes we were entangled and so were our bags and shoe...
Placed me in one of his greatest pride,
He would have wings and I would have flied...
Those 30 days you taught me to live,
Heart counting every beat with each high five...
As soon as I was pulled towards nature,
Always acted childish, yet very mature...
Discussion of dreams and oaths of fulfillment,
Having same desires was not an amusement...
Now I know my existence and from where I belong,
I valued those times together, but I was just a drifter who never stayed too long...
With memories in heart and gifts in my bag,
Left with a heavy heart, yet so strong.....