Hugged by the tender warmth of the sun,
The night just passed away,
Giving way to a new day,
Thought the darkness was warm,
Too warm that I wanted to cling on,
But the fragrance was perhaps too strong,
The fragrance of the decisive new day,
I knew I had to walk on and so I did,
To a new beginning
To notice they were there still asleep,
I promised to leave them where they were,
Perhaps for them to find another eye to lay on,
I kissed them goodbye for they were close to me,
I know parting is hard but I just left them there to be,
I would be a lair if I said I wouldn’t miss them,
Perhaps they would miss me too,
But it’s just fine because I know they too would wake up,
Someday,
To a new beginning.
Did I find the new beginning?
May be yes I have,
Let me hug it for a while,
And see if it hugs me back.
I will live the new day back again,
The way I lived the last,
Or may be even more passionately,
Because may be it’s a day,
Resurfaced from my past.
2 comments:
"Perhaps to find another eye to lay on."
It is hilariously a bitter tragedy. A paradox. Ah!
Just that line.
Touching poetry.
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