Poem: After 458 days
- Niharika Mathur
- Feb 23, 2022
- 1 min read
Those eyes
Those deep, intense, sparkling eyes
On that cold, flushed, alluring skin
On that rugged, resilient skin
That day
That sunny, breezy, raring day
Those cheery, buoyant faces
Those intent, loving, impassioned faces
That glimpse
That blazing, passing, smoldering glimpse
In those relentless 5 seconds
In those knocking, enriching, moving 5 seconds
Those words
Those daunting, apologetic, deranged words
That you bellowed at me in your heart
That you hurled at me and tore me apart
That intensity
That shaking, deafening, unnerving intensity
I ran away to avoid your flare
I ran away so I needn’t answer that glare
That love.
That enthralling, enchanting, inexplicable love
That repulsive, riveting, revolting love
That love that makes you forget your reality,
That love that disguises as an ethereal fallacy
That love
That love that takes you to another plane
That love that could leave you mordaciously maimed
That love that provides for your delightful pain
That love that would never leave you the same
That love that would joyously kick your behind
That love that would run away with all their might
Then tell me how
How can I let those silences crawl on this non-existent paper
How can I be confident of the feelings that forever waver
How can I disentangle and cheerfully caper
How can I know if that’s what you favor
How can love leave me in this state of trance
How can I run to your arms
And garrulously prance
How can I ever take my stance
Oh love, you sure did take me by chance!
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