I spent endless nights staring at the sky,
Watching the moon wax and wean,
Waiting in vain, for the light to creep within,
Through the cracked walls and crumbling seams.
It was cruel,
All those dawns and dusks,
the clouds, turning red from the sun's searing kiss,
Fading into soft lilac at twilight,
blushing from the moon's gentle lips at midnight,
those infinite spectrums reminding me of you,
painting our memories in forgotten hues.
The breeze carried your name,
Humming, singing,
What once used to heal my heart,
Now ruthlessly stinging.
The first shower of monsoon,
Like our first shy kiss,
Still makes me blush,
Still leaves me crushed.
The soft grass that once tickled our feet,
Now hurts, as I walk alone,
Hand empty without yours,
Heart bare and forlorn.
I waited eternities,
For our sweet infinity.
And even now, bound by your chains,
I wait for love to dance again.
