Dreams

An enigmatic poem about longing and lost love, by Anoucheka, exclusively for Different Truths.

This world here is a beautiful but sorrowful one
In everything that I do and in everyone that I meet
I see you, Love!

Yet, the hurt that pricks my heart
Has dug up a hole therein
And I,
Will readily throw myself in it
After tearing those poems that I wrote
For us,
Into millions of irrecuperable pieces!

I shall leave as subtly as I came
Since you have never shown your love
For me!

I shall leave and go there where Love
As ours,
Is taken for a sin
Hoping that by doing thus,
I shall heal my soul’s bruises
And give you, while being at it,
The freedom that you seek from me!

The skies would surely get angry
And would lash out even more lightning bolts
At us both
But know that
I have attempted all of the efforts that lie
In my aural capacities
While you,
Kept pulling away from them!

I shall leave
And give you space
I shall leave
And never bother you again
I shall leave
And be a mere bad dream in your life
Even if you were the most beautiful dream
That I have had,
The most beautiful;
The only one I had prayed to be true!

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