In The Haze of Memory

By Moira Bhargav

Even if the stars and moon colide,

That doesn’t mean what we had was written by the divine.

Even though the colour of your eyes don’t meet the ocean,

Oh, how I drown in them every time.

I saw you smile the other day,

felt like my breaths were being stolen.

Saw you all concentrated on something,

Oh how I begged to be that something.

Saw you blinking and breathing

and I fell a little more.

You ask me what I like about you,

and I get hopeless and stare at the floor,

No words can describe how every atom in me pleads to be with you,

But it can never be, because its not meant to be.

But promise me, you’ll meet me in every life and universe,

And return me the breaths you borrowed,

untill then, I shall wait in sorrow.

By Moira Bhargav