Sweet Sally Poem by Shankaran Kutty

(This poem is an experiment, written as a tribute to the classic poem 'The Raven' by Edgar Allen Poe. I have tried to introduce the same rhyming pattern out here, which is like
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and the 4th and 5th line should end in same word) .

When I was a boy of seventeen, on my lips hairs were first seen
Like an eagle in the sky, floated poor me
All the time I did spent dreaming, when I got my very first sighting
And my heart started beating, when I first met she
Standing at the public bus stop, 'My name is Sally', said she
All she said was her name was Sally

In front of her I tried to shine, for I wanted her to be only mine
With butterflies in my stomach, called her out for tea
Told her all my hopes of love, then with courage mustered somehow
Asked her if she will be mine from now, asked her romantic me
She looked so shy as she looked down, with her pretty hands on me
So pretty looked my Sally

Same time morrow can I meet you, for the chances we get are so few
With hope shimmering in my moist eyes, I made a fervent plea
And then I saw her eyes were twinkling, and her eye lashes were fluttering
With her little fingers twitching, she stood in front of me
“Yes this weekend we shall go out”, my sweetheart told me
So pretty looked my Sally.

So that weekend we did go out, was with her the weekend throughout
It was a time of supreme bliss for my Sally and me
Then she snuggled up so near, and in loving tones then told me “Dear
When you are around I have no fear, I feel so happy and free “
So my love told me then and my mind was then set free
Oh how I loved my Sally.

Falling in love is no crime, and so merrily flew by Father time
I took her along, on many a shopping spree
She was happy in rupees spending, as I was happy consenting
Our relationship will have a happy ending, so believed poor me
One day over a steaming cup of coffee, she told me
So told me my Sally.

Then our jobs did take us apart, and sadly did we that day part
With tears in her eyes told Goodbye, did she
Oh my darling when will we meet, without you life is incomplete
Stay in touch my sweet, she said, her eyes were moist I could see
Never did I dream that day that that would be the last I see
As my lover, my sweet Sally.

I remember it was a winter morn, when six months had quickly gone
Six months without seeing her, my Sally
Then I got an inland letter, it was from my precious lover
But my world got suddenly darker, as the letter did I read so slowly
She was getting married to a diamond merchant, I read again so slowly
Was getting married, my Sally

So my world went upside down, I did feel like a circus clown
Felt as if I was being thrown down from a Giant Sequoia tree
All my dreams came down tumbling, my lonely heart then stopped breathing
And the future looked bleak and receding, like tide in the Arabian Sea.
I cried and bawled and cried and bawled as cold winds blew in from the sea
Still I didn’t hate her, My Sally.

As I heard the church bell ring, and the wedding choir sing
Daintily down the aisle, she walked my Sally
She walked down the aisle, as people held her trail
Her face hidden behind the veil, tread she like from heavens a fairy
With a diamond tiara on her head, she was looking like a fairy
A fairy she is, my Sally

As the marriage party left, silently I stood and wept
Her arms clutched around his arms she sat, so dearly
As the cavalcade came near, I slithered into the crowd in fear
That she will see in my eyes a tear, my eyes so sad and gloomy
But then when our eyes did meet, hers looked so bright not gloomy
Still looked so pretty, my Sally.