A Little Insane

So Unforgetful

Sweetness on earth,
My rarest sight no more,
Your presence as pleasure grows,
In all my seven rhymes,
Never a touch so virtuous,
So unforgetful to my senses.

Your words, these words,
Worlds not mere words,
Parading mystery riddled in love,
Pleasant words that burn,
Brighter than your beaming smile,
So unforgetful to my senses.

Only delight to the perfect mind,
Flavored with modesty and benignant grace,
Affection with a tint of fear,
In an earth burdened by your beauty,
My arms proud to hold in yours,
So unforgetful to my senses.

Towards a future beyond today,
Of the many paths unseen to my eye,
As darkness awaits the failing light,
I stop to reflect my wealth,
The love beaming through your eyes,
So unforgetful to my senses.

by © Sreekesh Menon at 1:25 PM

Breaking Reality

It happened,
As it usually happens,
My words stumbled,
My eyes wandered,
Out of place. Out of purpose

She talked about life,
Sounded like empty lies.
A subconscious inhibition,
My hands no longer held hers,
As we sat beside one last time.

She talked to me,
She talked about us,
Her straight hair,
Her leaning shoulder,
No longer my missing puzzle.

I thought to myself,
That night our eyes met,
What attracted me to her?
It did not matter anymore,
I feel bitterly empty now.

This weakness of spirit,
Is for me to repent,
Letting go of reality,
In search of a dream,
That I may never wake up with.

by © Sreekesh Menon at 9:43 AM