The aisle of life

Days accost the youth,
                          as we cherish the childhood sky,
Nights abet the songs,
                          for we clung to those beatific lullabies...

Love actuated the heart to beat faster with the raining clouds,
                      Blood pumped the vein to run harder with the swearing vows...
Breath lured for your whispers to touch the air fiddling with my ear,
                      And make sure of your passion to grow stronger with each passing year...

As love grew to desperation and passion leaped towards obsession,
                       a little heart's puerility got debilitated as a benign promotion...
Rancours and repugnance petered the fragility of devotion,
                       Inextrincable surveility rambled the chivalrous hallucination...

Soon ...

Tender notes of warmth and affection,
                                           imbued doleful cries,
And the pleasant words of care,
                                           intrigued love's demise...

But ...

As the phoenix burns out loud,
                          birth of cherubic love comes out,
Till the body washes off the ash,
                          the newborn life has to weep out ...

Can those tears we dropped become pearls,
                              to adorn our lives with utmost pride?
Can those fracas we had be entombed in past
                              to nimble for a seraphic ride?

Ahh... my heart says....

Even in the dense crowd ,
                              your adoration would hold me all affirm,
Even to  my wanning body,
                              your allegiance would shield with aplomb...

And now my soul feels ...

As I see you walking pale,
                     all alone through the meadows, so rueful ....
A tear sweeps down my silhouette,
                     for i'd have been beside you,
If i were not a sombre lover but your fragile and poise soul ...................