heartfelt poems

Love (first)

Those few days were stark,
where his presence laid bare,
feelings were inculcated,
Yet honesty was subdued,

To form a bridge between two hearts,
Some promises were shared,
The day came when sole enforcement had to happen,
And everything was skewed,

He didn't reach out to her,
when the times were just,
She knelt down on her knees,
Oh holy god, in front of the dios on the pews,

So silently her tears shed narrow,
And her skin turned sour,
Passing on of seconds and minutes,
With no sign of him, she regrets,

Lastly on the way back,
Her red robe clung with shiny new flaps,
The dust whirled around her aura in a squeak unheard,
"Love, I didn't betray...," said the soul of her

love(first),

Leaves spread and danced at her feet,
The door, as it shut of sanctum sanctorum,
Once again, a slow warm breeze,
As a parting gift told her something in a silent chorus,

The soul wished his voice was in tune to her ears,
Because this lifetime was ending,
And so to make her clear...
He was waiting in another momentum

Her only lover, and not a betrayal...