No space can confine him,
No reason ever define him
He broke no promises
Knows no shame
Warmed as if by an INNER FIRE,
The picture of serenity
Virgin to desire.
His past has no colour
Though cupid had struck but once
As on the balcony he sat one dusk
A halo that eclipsed the GOLDEN ONE
And looked out n saw n knew
LOVE MEANT HIM…..and then thre was none.
Was it destiny that brought together thus,
The prince of dreams n the pilgrim of mistrust
Innocence beheld with fearsome are
Tall n proud,a sullen willowy grace
A TRAMP,punished forever by fate
Aman.A gambler.A rock chiselled face.
Time stood still
Hardly daring to slip past
Without murmur or protest.
The die had been cast.
They spoke for long
Though not a word was said,
Gondolas of VENICE cobbled streets of Rome
They roamed ,twin souls.Birds of faith.
At dawn he walked away,rucksack in place,
Without ceremony or farewell
He arrived to leave bt nvr left to arrive
So the curtain fell silent………
No space can confine him
Nor reason define him
No suitor left unscorned.
His eyes unadorned.
Every twilight he still creeps quietly,
TO the balcony
And looks out ,n sees ,n knows
His long wait shall last an eternity…..
