AN ODE TO A PASSING ROMANCE

AN ODE TO A PASSING ROMANCE

Shashank, 19^th September, 2007

Woke up in the morning

Looked everywhere

Didn’t find that serenity

And seemed, people don’t care

I was left blank, just open to stare

I was perhaps lost, and again looked everywhere...

The hand behind me was forever gone

She was there, like just yesterday

But today was forlorn

I missed her sight, her beautiful presence

The way she talked, her pretty essence

The love we harboured, words we did share

Somehow all this happened, and either didn’t care

The anger was gone in a couple of moments

But it took with itself my side of romance

For which I am nostalgic, for which I cry

I feel like dying, I have nothing to try

Whose fault it was, I just don’t care

Just want her back, but I am left so bare...

I am so blank, just open to stare

I am perhaps lost, looking everywhere...