Raymon Siingh

A Twisted Evening - Poem by Raymon Siingh

Plodding o`er my heart with high..est heels,
thou make a cruel effort to slay,
little i realised, breaking this birds` keel-
is the way thou shall play,
My melted pot shall return to steel, i take that vow,
Odd the turns of fate, as dusk settles, that oath no longer matters now;

Evening unfolds, bright stars are scanty,
as in braids of a maid, i sense, there remain twists aplenty,
On a road beside, fragrance of daisy fills the air-
long before a sunny face gets clear,
howsoever apart, we pledged to steer-
thrown together again by Him i swear;

Thou gaze fixes me in middle of a swarm,
soothing the scar like an ancient balm,
i behold in thy rosy face-
thine eyes still, still so soft `n warm,
Taken in sway, mine swim with thine, for a moment too long,
o` lord! my heart flutters, why thee never made it strong?

A flare erupts, scalding my bosom,
how times change?
then! in this garden the roses were in blossom,
Spirits i generously pour, trying to douse thy flame,
passing hours lead to dead of night-
leaving it simmering all the same;

Tottering along a flooded stream,
i catch a light in that dwelling by the shores,
halting to watch the dance of shadows, i hang my oars,
Hungry again for thy glimpse pure as milk,
by a secluded bank the boat i moor,
floating in a white robe of silk, an angel flashes by door;

Standing there, down at me thou peer, for how short? never a factor,
in that moment, resemble we, two caged hummingbirds, yearning for nectar,
Buried in cushions then thou dropp to think-
blowing out the light,
moving from there mine blink-
content at catching thy sight;

Queer are His ways to transmit a message,
though alone, with renewed vigour i`ll tread thy passage;
Oh! but remember i -
thou are my lodestar, only for sights never in reach,
Shall ever i?
learn the lessons thou have tried to teach.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, March 21, 2011

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