Sojourn Here... Poem by Seema Aarella

Later, the day transformed
Into barren core of
A pillaged bloom,
Its luminous petals
Ravaged during my wait.

I pledged to silence,
When the evening
Breathed its last,
And the pyre was lit
In the mellowing west.

My desire abandoned
The artless sky, and joined
The fading crimson streak
To seek ethereal refuge,
Sans reincarnation.

The flower I chose for you
Had asked for one touch
One everlasting touch...
Before following the evening
Into night's pearly gates.

Only to get pinned up
Forever, on its morose wall
Among the hoard of
Many aimless stars,
Deprived of recognition.

Later, night unwrapped
Its celestial cover
And flipped the dog-eared
Pages of prosaic book,
That I left wantonly unread....and returned! ! ! !