Perched on the window-sill of nostalgia
I could clearly feel the darkness shrouding my soul.
That dances upon my unfulfilled dreams
Creating a rhythmic percussion of memories and melancholy.
The idle wispy clouds sailing across the sky,
offer me undaunting hope to carry on.
Though desolate, downcast
My brooding eyes hold back those poignant pearls
As I reminisce those jovial and euphoric days
When lulled by your love, eclectic emotions were set ablaze.
The imprints of your indelible love still emblazon my glistened core
Golden glimpses of yore flash.
I stand soaked, yet ignited
As I gaze at the starry night sky
Aching for a glimpse of you,
Leaving me in solitude with my Komorebi.
Gradually slipping away into the abysmal darkness
I yearn for a golden dawn swathed in ochre
To embrace you, once again
Albeit, the last time
Before I surrender sans resistance to the dystopian existence
Of hurting memories and nothingness.