Why shall I speak of the damage of love?
When it rejuvenates me just as much

In love, people happen to say too much,
But for me, words do not work as my crutch

I reminisce the time I fell in love,
As my remaining days go passing by

I’ve realised the only love I now feel
The unrequited, as the end draws nigh

But what was so unusual about you?
An epiphany unveiled at one sunrise:

In darkness ere, I had craved for light
Yet stars were situated in your eyes

It was in the moment I gazed upon
A face fashioned by the hands of nature

There isn’t much left to my regret now,
As lost moments cannot be recaptured

Why shall I speak of the damage of love?
When it rejuvenates me just as much

In love, people happen to say too much,
But for me, words do not work as my crutch

I reminisce the time I fell in love,
As my remaining days go passing by

I’ve realised the only love I now feel
The unrequited, as the end draws nigh

But what was so unusual about you?
An epiphany unveiled at one sunrise:

In darkness ere, I had craved for light
Yet stars were situated in your eyes

It was in the moment I gazed upon
A face fashioned by the hands of nature

There isn’t much left to my regret now,
As lost moments cannot be recaptured.

Darkness my beloved home, I return!
I return, not whole, but damaged.

Fatigued by quixotic tendencies,
The prodigal has come back famished.

An outer world, so hostile and strange
Filled immensely with ignorant natives

The land where all good is forgotten
Where hatred itself is life’s matrix.

Though I’ve brought an odd mystery,
An enigma that requires my genius

A phenomenon, in foreign land;
A veiled embodiment of Venus.

Since, I’ve craved for my sanctuary,
I have returned to you, oh darkness!

Now I will restore my lost vigor to
Unravel demeanors of this goddess.

But.....

Why am I estranged to this darkness?
Maybe I’ve been away for too long,

But shouldn’t home always feel home?
Why am I in dire need to belong?

As if this soul is deprived of life
As if this body is in swift decay

As if this mind screams for peace
As if this heart calls to be lured ‘way

Unwise, to have brought the goddess,
When she is of a different realm

Unfortunate, to have fallen in love,
As she leaves to retain her helm

Perhaps, this home lies deep within
For everything is, but mere illusion

Hence, I’ll reside her in my heart;
To feel her, even in seclusion.

Shall I speak of the consequence
One, that your attention causes?

Words you utter keep me stunned,
My heart stops up at your gazes.

I am known to have just one gift;
To feel things with intense passion

Yet it happens to consume me;
A divine fire, I cannot abandon.

In sleepless nights I sing to you
A song, however, incomplete.

On bright days I write you letters;
Ardent proses, yet bittersweet.

I am indeed burned with desire;
The consequence you must construe

If this is the damage of attention
Imagine, what your love will do.

Child of shadows, once born of flesh
Un-winged, amidst fear and agony

‘Fraid of the lurking and yet to come
Oblivious, to the code of chivalry.

Voids in his desire were unveiled, as
Love taught him; death with dignity.

In desire to be and in wanting to live
His wretched soul began to purge,

As he wept at the beauty of night
He commenced to sing his own dirge,

Then born again of fire; ascended,
Like Phoenix must burn to emerge.

Old friend, I am writing to you again
The infamous tale of squandered love

To have my denial broken by myself
To have accepted past for my behove

To have grown into a man of honor
To have embraced the code of chivalry

To have been reborn as a bird of myth
To have caught lies in nightly reverie

Lost myself in this chronic transition
I regret the love wasted, in-between

Who knew life can just be happy or full
If only the great men ere had foreseen

As humbled as I have become due this
I’m failing to see the point of these rhymes

So old friend, do tell me what is better
Death, endured once or a zillion times?