by Maabad Said (Temple)
She left beauty…
Wherever she went
A scent, a sensation
Like she was heaven-sent
A testament
To test my sentiments
My morality couldn’t comprehend
My vanity never felt so redundant nor stressed
She threw my insides into an abundant mess
A intricate mesh of interchanging emotions
Occasionally opposing
Infinitely complex
So damn Enriching
My limbs start twitching in reflex
It reflects,
How little i embraced myself
For her gaze opened up the doors
Of my soul and gave birth
To an emotional downpour
So intense, in no longer associated
The word “Broken” with hearts
Disconnected “Tears” from rain
And when she said my name
A new rhythm that invaded my sane
An aneurysm instated in the brain
She introduced me to optimism
After A lifetime of being estranged
And with no more vain in my veins
Turbulence instantly turned to calm
As She held my heart in her palms
And blew on it, gently
Call it a heart replacement surgery
Or whatever-kind-of-ectomy
I fell in love with the astronomy
Of the stars
that brought her back to me
For the very first time
and the emancipation of me
Since then,
Sun dials and tiny Clock hands
And a thousands particles
of hour glass sands
Had we spent
Unknowingly
Inching footsteps so that
Our paths would bend
Ending up adjacent
Stating It was predestined
Would be an understatement
Instincts that prior lay extinct
Were no longer dormant
For Before her i was an orphan
Flying out of course
Until I felt the miraculous pull
Of her gravity
A gravity of such force
It supersedes
My resolve to be freed
Decrypted my life purpose
In such clarity
That can only be described
By wearing glasses for the first time
And I Absorbed every bit of her radiance
To the edge of a tear
Stubbornly, i held on to my masculinity
Digging feet into the ground
Anchored by a last shred of dignity
Neck Strained
Such of a sunflower following the warmth if her sun
It snapped in a shower
Of debris
Formerly known as Self restraint
With Emotions tipping askew
Passions obliged to pursue
My heart skipped a beat
and another
And then some more
She was the Death of Me…
I Rest in peace and pieces
For my life in all it flaws
In her smile,
Had found its cause
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