That Summer Day
That Summer Day


Claiming the cozy corner
Savoring aromatic blends
Enjoying the soft music
Being serenaded in the background
I did not pretend to enjoy the moments.
Gazing at you shamelessly
Watching your unusual genuine emotions
Smiling steadily with all my ears and eyes
Returning and reciprocating your emotions
I did not pretend to feel fortunate.
Burning barbecue smoke across the table
Swooshing, soothed my burning eyes
Helping me hide the fight with my tears
Fumbling to choose my words carefully
I did not pretend to live those candid moments.
Looming large and tall amidst all
The question sneakily came and mocked me " ‘till when?"
It interrupted me every now and then
Tried Ignoring it but I couldn’t
I did not pretend to feel uncomfortable.
Continued to give in to despair
And struggled trying to figur
ing out what had to be done
The glint became a flicker trying to rip my heart out
Uttering gibberish before spouting multiple random words
I did not pretend to feel the pain it caused to me.
Making my way to a torrent of emotions
Opening the fresh wounds
And pouring out the hidden shadows of guilt
Becoming free of my worn out self
I did not pretend that nothing would be the same again.
Pirouetting within myself
Before dusting the forbidden impurities
And removing the festered clutter of wounds
Before saving myself from the danger
I did not pretend that I knew how to end it all.
The blistering heat of that summer sun
Brought forth pristine clarity before me
And warned me of the impending ruins within my life
Walking me past the illusion of mirth
I did not pretend that I chose to start a new beginning.