The Terminus

Into The Poem: A generic sad poem expressing what departure would mean in a relationship so strong. Initial reviews I got before publishing said that its something to do with the reality. The question is, Is it my story? or is it not? I leave this to my reader. I hope this poem will rekindle the distorted love in underneath your chest and you never ever part your beloved the way its plotted in the poem.

Poem:

Her lips were red, dying to touch mine,

But something did wall our creeping emotions this time,

And she numbed her lips, and inclined her head,

Onto my tired weary chest,

The lash of her eyes softened as they touched,

Softened my falling emotions, as they wept,

The once enchanted souls were departing their course,

And the moments were wet and sinking this time.

The insolent breeze & the incessant rain all seemed protesting.

Our ugly falling apart, the unnatural depart.

For the falling lids above those wet eyes,

Whispered something deep to me,

Some words were spoken, few beats exchanged.

For the love was still intact, for the past we framed.

It’s not that our love had spilled over the wedge,

But for the contrasting religion that knifed an edge.

Something distracted her sweet rest on me,

It was her father's call that ringed a tone.

She said "I'm stuck", but did she really mean?

Was it the rain or me, my love or its killing pain?

I held her hands & begged her stay,

And her lips, they drove & touched mine, & eyes that shut.

The wetness inscribed the feeling of trembling illusion of hearts,

For fantasied were we, lost in the kiss, the last kiss in the rain.

Soon it ended, alike a desperate dream.

The sands of time, drowned our wet emotioned love,

As she broke my strength of closed arms on her,

Then she trudged her eyes but held my hand.

And turned and splashed the muddy water beneath.

Our hands then started to slip apart,

Steps by steps she took, breaking the bond.

Watching, I stood, weeping for my world that just moved on

- Rukshan Ur Rahman