I wrote this poem to heal my wounded heart and forget my rotten memory about the "Reckless lady"..She captured me by her great friendship but I misinterpreted it.I worked,I belived and I behave as an insane man.....At last I got rid of that illusion.....
Infatuation
You came into my isolated heart
Like a wind in monsoon
You made commotions
Of emotions
In my notions....
Thou absorbed my solitiude
By thy gigling
Thou kept my passion alive
By thy prattling...
Days,weeks and months flew
But,my soul blew
To solve this clew
Clew of my predilection
Clew of my intoxication
On you....
We lay on the realm of
Fantacy,
Without ecstacy
You did nothing
You said nothing...
But,
Thou electrified
The gravity of my heart..
My burning desire,
Reached the climax.....
Alas,climax turned to
An anti-climax..
At the peak of our saga...
I realized the bitter truth,
Through the reflection
Of thy gesticulation....
You departed from
My forlorn soul
Without saying "adieu"....
You became,
An unknown visitor
Who visited my
Chimerical cave...
I buried thy
Memory
But, I doubt
You will resurrect
To burn my "ego"
and lead me to
The bottom end of
Infatuation.........
Great poem Punsara and my favorite image is 'you came into my heart like a wind in monsoon' and also liked 'who visited my chimerical cave'. I think we all get infatuated, and as long as we can pick ourselves up like you have, we can live again!
Oh, a common enough experience when e are young, Punsara, but how ell you have expressed this experience: Alas,climax turned to An anti-climax.. A delightful way of looking at life's ups and downs; and the laugh you have in your current picture is fab. We all laugh with you in this laugh of happiness you have!
Ha haaa, I couldn't help, but laugh after reading this poem as I can relate so much to this poem. Well, do you know bro? .. you are an inspiration to many guys. Enjoyed this one!!