The Widow

From the balcony, I gazed at a star,
They asked me why do I look so far.
My eyes were full as I turned my head,
Holding a tattered heart, this is what I said…
“The golden era now hangs like mist,
For the evil time was to take a twist.
Leaving me in the crowd alone,
One day, he was forever gone…
Still I stand under the mystical sky,
To spot the one who rests so high.
I see the light, though obscure
That brings our moments alive in a blur.”

To seek the rain, I stepped outside,
Calling me insane, they would deride.
From an infinite dream when I awoke,
Rubbing my eyes, this is what I spoke…
“With the love left no more to pursue
Solemn promises have gone undue.
I have endless hours to strive,
with no further plans to contrive.
Still I stand under the torrential rain,
To bathe in the shower that abates my pain.
I feel him trickle with a touch of cold,
That clung to my body and condoled.”

In search of warmth, I walked the fire bed,
It seemed like a folly for those who fled.
I had to scream to make them listen,
The reason to chase this morbid mission…
“The inevitable loss dampens my soul,
I wish not to feel so forlorn.
Millions of needles pierce me through,
To swallow the reality woefully true.
Still I sometimes walk the holy fire,
To touch his fierce warmth so dire
I feel like melting under his love so fierce
That kissed my feet and tried to pierce…”

In pursuit of soul, I strode to the cliff,
They stopped me again with a voice so stiff.
But the smile I gave I knew was my last,
It’s better being silent with no words to cast.
Still, I wish I could explain to the world,
How it feels without the one you loved.
Incisive memories cut you deep,
When remnants of the past vigorously bleep.
Finally, I surmount the mighty peak,
To plunge into his abode so deep.
He engulfs me through the five elements divine,
I can see in heaven our souls entwine.”