Matters of the Heart
I glided on silken moments,
That sang in your presence,
Surrendering to ecstasy.
I yearned to lay bare,
The yarns of tenderness,
With paeans devoted to you.
I gauged your eagerness,
But the light of your visage,
Remained muted, unmoved.
My helpless pillow,
Swallowed the secret tears,
cause you never bothered to see.
Yet, I couldn’t wring out,
The obstinate inclination,
That filled my being to the brim.
Perhaps, it was my destiny,
To endure the sting of love,
And sigh in vain endlessly.
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