On the path of love….

His body was on the ground,as life was dripping out
His eyes were dry and open,as the sun burned them out
The hay was flying hither tither, dust swirled in the air
The dryness of the Lips,was causing them to tear.
He lay there amputated,not his body,just his soul
He just wanted to leave,bid adieu to the world
His mind held him captive,using chains of pictures
Of his life,his love,his desires and his adventures

One constant thought plagued him,Of what went wrong,
Where had he faltered,why he ended up lying there woe-begone
Why had he lost his love,why it got buried under the ground
Why had the world cursed it,to chains of misery got it bound..
A dream entered those eyes,which were still open
In it he saw a spirit, the embodiment of bad omen
The spirit hovered around his living corpse,
laughing heartlessly at him,mocking at his soiled props.

Something lay concealed within the eyes of the omen
It looked like her reaching out from beyond a blurred horizon
Telling him that their love’s journey was not yet over
So what if the ground has been burnt?,the summer is still not over.
He still had to walk over many thorns, go all the way
But he had lost his faith in succeeding as haggard there he lay
The omen swooped tying to move him,make him stand on his ground
Displaying before him his love,it’s moments sights and sounds

He closed and reopened his eyes,only to pick up his lost courage
the picture of a tear on her face,His strength now was his rage
He found his motivation in being there for his love, ridding her of her pain
His soul amputated, he marched like a wounded soldier not yet slain
There was a flash ,suddenly he knew what had gone wrong
He knew why she cried,why he lay there haggard and woe begone
how he had forgotten to give,how very selfish he had become
As he failed to see the pain she never showed,Such misery had come

He realised his folly, realising he made her pay for loving him
A price of tears,misery,pain and sorrow all given by him
That he was blinded by his pride,her plight he had not seen
He had kept wallowing in self pity,not caring how she had been..
His head bent with shame, he walked on thorns to see her smile  again
Hoping to be a better man in the future,being responsible for his love’s gain..

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