Remember remember...
The Ides of September.
The heartless beast stood as if in ceremony
Of the new serendipity by love in vox populi
I saw your tainted eyes and lips saccharine
Sometimes when I start reminiscing those days
Of eternal fire burning in my heart to light
Memories of eternal past now haunt me
Expectations of a dazzling future taunt me
Your effervescent vista never flabbergasted me,
Your tepid breathe on my hands like a balm...
A known fake popularity, costly proposition
I too desired a life.
My tears descend in vain attempts for you to smile
Oh honest soul, I too wanted to live in you
Your gait, pristine and soft as those feathers
Have music but lost my jingle of rhythm
Where Hope dismays me in poverty
All hopes consumed in the dusky vicious cycle
When your gorgeous smile just rings in my psyche
And says:
“Always have hope and when there's none left,
Hope some more...”
I just can genuinely grin, “Remember, remember...”
“The Ides of September!!!!”