Sunday 9 March 2014

Where were you?

Its kind of odd
All the same a tad bit sad too
Crossing the paths again
After an unceremonious and 
Perhaps acrimonious end to all of it.
Eyes, once sparkles at seeing me was
As dead as that of a cod fish
Crimson cheeks, Ah
That reminded of the setting sun
The day we parted ways;
Now a pale reminder of a Vampire's leftover and 
Painful it was, seeing her like that.
Her quivering lips, tried in vain
To strike a smile
May be not to weep.
Yet, before the sighs and puffs
Fan up the dormant cinders in me,
I walked out
Into the still raining night
Whistling through the rain on my face
" Where were you,
When I weathered all these
Rains alone?!"






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