My Love Song

Though for an year almost,
I had readied myself for the game,
But when that moment came
It gone by so swift and dazzling
That I could hardly wink,
Standing by, a mere spectator.

Now as I sit here recalling the scene
I remember, for that half-done wink’s breadth
Time was frozen and I forgot to breathe
And there was a lump of liquid flames
Stuck at my parching throat. I had no doubt
That I am no Prufrock, rather
I had so many things to say –
Life, laughter and some tears to shed.

I guess I let that moment pass
For the boredom of the nothingness
That comes in the end, every time,
Leaving a tired mind with an empty soul.

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