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WHEN NOTHING ELSE MATTERS...
The seagull flew past me
Again and again
As if asking me about you.
How we miss you
O my sweet Daphne!
Pray tell me
Where have you hidden yourself
In this vast universe of God?
Spring is just not the same
Without you.
The day passes
And evening comes
Making me miss
Your smiling welcome.
I saw children playing
And their innocent ways
Made me think of you
More and more.
And as the lamps lit up
All around me
I craved for the soft laughter
To light up my heart
For one more time
With its thousand tinkling bells
Chiming in ethereal harmony
Interspersed with the glow
Dancing in your moon-like eyes
Whenever you said:
"Welcome 'home' my sweet love."
How can I not miss you
O my life's core-essence!
The twilight here
Is as sad as poor me.
Once I used to tell you tales
Of the stars as they rose
One by one on the eastern side
Of the looming horizon.
Now I smoke cigar after cigar
In a futile bid to ease
The tormenting rhythm
Of a heart
That refuses to forget you.
Now night will draw
Its black mantle on everything
Closer and closer
And vivid scenes of a wonderful time
Will make my sleeping hours
Impossible to drag me
Into their entwining grip.
And I will while away
Every moment
In punishing wakefulness.
I cannot even cry
As you always disapproved
The shedding of tears
I cannot even complain
To the writer of my fate
As you never wanted that.
What else is left for me to do
Than to disguise my unspoken grief
Behind a facade of short-lived smiles?
Dragons of darkness mock me
While the noise of man-made leisure
Scowls at me like a haunting hyena.
And the only way left for me
Out of this despair-filled situation
Is reviving those days and nights
Which the two of us shared.
Nothing else really matters
Any more...
