Consequences Of My First Love

A subtle attraction even after ages,

After an extended inertness like the sages,

You still rings a bell in my heart,

Draws my world apart.

Maybe this longing is sweet

For i now know that,

I am on the urge of being emotionally replete.

Even when you left,

My verses still etched your name,

Extinguished a flame,

Flame that burned my heart .

My poems, still portrayed your memories as an art.

Even though we were miles apart.

I was then just free as a bee who

Flew all around ,

A pious predator otherwise

With values too profound.

I just forgot the fact that...

Love was an just alluring lie that I was

Seeking among the Ugly truths

And rhythmless Verses of my poetry.