“Do you know what you are to me, honey?” You began, luring me with your words
“The fragrance to the rose.
The myriad-colored glory of the sunrise
to the awakening sky.
The serene beauty of the moon
to the star-decked sky
or the sparkle of the waves
to the somber sea….”
A charismatic smile lingered on your cherubic face,
stirring up the conflicting emotions in me.
I surrendered.
You bereaved me of my self,
leaving faint shades of memories encapsulating my consciousness.
I became we.
Your lustrous eyes
made the gravitational pull of earth look like a joke.
I loved you.
Imperceptible waves of thoughts, swaying tumultuously,
hit the shores of my mind, blinding me.
I desert thee.
Oh ye ghost of rationality, let me rest in peace!
Interesting poem. The sudden plunge from “I love you” to “I desert thee” is distressing. I guess that is why men are afraid of women
“You bereaved me of my self” – I like this line
This is nice – “gravitational pull of earth” sticks out like a sore thumb though
) You could swap that with weight of the earth which could also be inferred as burdens.
Lovers… Always the promise of something good, just to be snatched so cruelly later. I loved the imagery girl.
I agree with knowsnotmuch “the gravitational pull of earth look like a joke” looks so out of place in such an archaic poem
@Sudhamshu,
I am glad you liked the poem! Thanks for stopping by to comment!
@knowsnotmuch and @thunderror,
Thanks for your feedback. I shall think of something else that will suit the poem better. Thanks for stopping by to have your say.
@Spitphyre,
I am glad you liked it! Thanks for the encouraging words!