A Love Affair Gone Wrong

You looked at me
With eyes wide open;
Attraction writ large
On your face.

Soon we were together
And spent times joyous;
Those initial moments
Etched in my mind.

Can you forget those
Nightly trips to the beach
You and me alone
While the world slept.

The intimate stroll across
The campus in the eve.
When limping, I accompanied
You, a thorn’s mischief.

Rushed to the classes
In the wee hours, came back
Rushing as well.
Those times, now a distant memory.


You refused to part
With me, when others
Wanted to spend time with me
Such was your love for me.

Now that I am crippled
My both legs unable to support me
You left me, never batted
An eyelid to look back at me.

Now as I lie in neglect
My bones beginning to rust
Do you remember me?
I am your once loved cycle....

The Old Tree

I chanced upon a desolate land
Not a living soul in sight;
Only a single,weathered lone tree
Stood in the midst of the arid gloom.


Tired, exhausted and wasted
I rested my aching legs;
Under the calm of the old soul,
An oasis in a burning desert.


A voice unto my ears came
Floating through the dry air;
Uttered my name, it did;
Amazed, glances around showed none.


Once again, the voice
Addressed me, it spake
"Fear me not, O' Child,
I mean thee no harm.
Only a eager ear do I yearn
To listen to my sad story."   


'Twas the tree that hath spoken, 
My wits, they stood at their ends.
Continued the tree, no response sought.
"Long ago, when the earth was green
And the sky blue, so unlike today
I had many a friend to revel with."


"Man, then, was yet to be born,
Nature made you last of all
To enjoy the fruits of her labour;
You are a young tribe, abound 
In what all of us lacked.

Used your resources, Us too you did !
You delighted your senses and throve;
Not a care in the world,
Not a care about the world, about us.


Soon you outgrew us all,
Nature made you too good;
You worried not for her;
Now, she, herself, is ailing.


We resent you not, juvenile you are;
You err whilst you learn,
But mistakes aplenty you made;
And brought us to a pass.


We would fade away,leaving 
Your command over the earth;
But not long will your merriment last,
Without us, concise your stay will be."


"So take heed, My Child
For I speak for your well-being;
You are nature's best creation
Don't let yourself become your own fall." 

A pome..

A fleeting image it was
Of a lady on the street;
Slender was her form,
Her eyes blue.

Moments only did I behold her,
But a lifetime they would last
In my mind's privy quarters;
For never a face such had I imagined.

Her nimble body did seem
To grace her environs;
Demure her looks, lent to her aura
An innocence that never could be real.

Alone she was in the aisle
Alone was I, not far from her;
But worlds apart were we;
The soiled creature that I am
She, an angel come to earth.

Swift was the movement that
Replaced her with a void eternal;
For what hope do I have
Of espying her again.......