Adieu, Sinorita! ! Poem by Ashaant sagar

It was a night that I still remember,
I couldn’t get on the bed,
It was midnight, moonless, foggy, cozy “night”
And my eyes had everything, but no slumber
I can still hear that silence
Still see that harrowing darkness

It’s this sensation that came to my mind
Driving on a highway, walking by roadside
That burning desire following me through
Until I turned my steering and crashed into
The other car or man or any angel walking
A young red princess carrying her son, wailing

You see my delirium, it keeps me in trying
Not unless I see her die, I’m not yet dying

I enjoyed seeing her eyes dying in seconds
Her heart was beating fast, to kill her instant
It looked though her beauty was not yet gone
Her voice was still soft, in that painful moan
And I was drinking my blood, lying nearby
Waiting for that final breathe, waiting to die

But you see my delirium, it kept me in trying
Not unless I saw her die, I was not yet dying

Why do i moved so fast on that lane?
High on crack and imprudently insane,
The life I got was so small, so short,
That never could I acknowledge the gift of that sort
Her eyes closed an hour before or so,
And god was not yet willing to let me go,

You see i breathe today and it keeps on going,
Not unless I see me live again, I am not yet dying…