The Web Of Days Poem by Abhimanyu Raman

Once I was afraid,
to speak aloud,
my beloved's name
Now i know not why,
I have become brave
Should I really flavour,
the aeons with her rain?

Torrential downpour, it will be,
Dousing all life beneath
I might remain dry,
For I speak not truth, nor lie
I simply remain, encaged,
within my heart's desire

Her heart beats,
within our common grave
Mine rots,
and dies,
long before its time
Nevertheless............
Is my spirit brave enough,
to challenge her dream?

Yet now, I see it, encapsulated,
within my web of days
Woven and unwoven by her hand
Should i really dare to dream
again..........? ? ?