There She Was Poem by Sachin Sahu

There she was.
Standing at a whispering tapest,
but still far away to cross the vista.

I slothfully approached her,
Showering my transperant care close.
Tasting the ambrosia near,
Hurling my irking strong snooze.

She was smiling,
Her eyes wide open.
Wooing my trite sense,
To the diaphanous scene.

I was running,
With my arms fighting wind.
In some turbulence,
Turning me vociferous blind.

She was vanishing,
Erasing my transparent memory.
Leaving behind impression,
In mirth of blurry vagary.

Dragged to the unreal world,
From the zenith of my dreams.
I tried to sleep again,
To taste the perpetual jinx.