(I don’t miss her; I miss who I thought she was) .
Yesterday, I woke up
Reciting Mantra incantations,
Repudiating my grieving Soul
Despite her touching supplications.
I lamented the misguided
Slumber of my Ignorance,
And this led you to believe
I was seeking your Romance.
I used to be a lonely Soul
A companion of my silence,
With no Mentors to assist me
With their Luminary guidance,
Then as you, my Other Spirit,
Lay dying in my heart,
I clutched the hem of Hope
Knowing you would soon depart.
My orphaned Spirit roamed
The abyss of crude reality,
In search of an elusive joy
To rekindle its sensuality.
And as the candle bearers
Kept vigil by my side,
I watched your Spirit fade away
While I softly cried and sighed.
21st November 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will be adding both 'Other Spirit' poems to my favorites list. Great write!