TILL THE CRESCENT GROWS UP.

 
interminable waves of emotion gushes in,
when my eyes wink in your memories,
less i aspire to move ahead in
the space of time without a memory.
 
the sun is about to slumber in the pale sky,
night is about to lend its blanket,
with the exuberant stars, instilling shine and life
to the folks, joy in immense packets.
 
but, somewhere an awaiting soul seeks,
the rudiments after the carnage,
it has been four months since then, blinks
yet remind me of our sentiments.
 
it is undeniable, you fancied to start a-new,
 without looking back, erasing the truth,
the perpetual promises just kiss the dust now,
as you don’t wish to even eye at me too.
 
well, my allies advise me to get a kick-start now,
to reincarnate my life, i wish it was easy,
friends, you plod with panache and glory,
i bedeck my life with relic memories.
 
days have changes with echoing nights,
terrifying my soul, i wish to throw the light,
on your face today to let it shine,
to see you smile and capture each time.
 
i just want to confide few mysteries,
you were the closest that anyone ever could be,
you were the best in me through my eyes,
i see you walking away, request you to stay.
 
admittance of guilt has come through now,
don’t know what stops you to love me now,
we were in the ninth cloud, when you
shoved me down, i am just astounded.
 
queries fetch dry and painful replies, 
may be, you will fail to know my immortal
and unheard love for you,
even if you do, will it even matter to you?
 
astrophysicist, right? no more mine,
is all that you uttered with the stringent lines,
just fetch me smack to bid adieu to life,
and breathe in vows of empty lies.
 
you could have stayed with me then,
when i snapped out, you could have,
held my hand and said, “Jonty calm down,”
you did not have to cut me off, right?
 
well, i think chances are made to be gives,
and faults are made to be corrected,
one more chance to love you, my girl,
till the crescent grows up, be my heart to just beat too.
 
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