The Window

Racing down the corridor

Of lost and found love,

The portraits hanging obscurely

Looking down their noses,

For a glimmer of a scene

Lost in the eclipse of time.

A departed sigh

Channeled in its wake,

The chance at serenity

Hanging by a torn thread,

Time held within a gaze

A voice of echoing reason.

Three Months, and how!

Time flies, but for one it soared.

Resonating, at the yester months

I stagger in the awake of what’s

Going to unfold in the depths

Of its unanimous accord.

Stumbling through my endless memories

Of the times gone past

In a jiffy-mode, with the vengeance

It now holds in its hands,

It makes one take notice.

Sitting beside me on a bench

I plunder through the pages

Of a book, still unwritten

Its author, telling her story

Through the thoughts in array.

Reaching for a moment

Not lost in this endless mind

Where we became as One

Promises, Vows, Bonds, Sacred Words

I vouch to uphold You.

You.

 

I sit here and dream,

Dream about the time

Not in the distant future

Do I see my smile?

Smile at the glee

That is you.

Have you ever heard the

Right words said to you

“You complete me.”

As cheesy as it may sound,

I know, it to be true.

What I may try,

May sound less than necessary,

But, there I see in the distance

Your arms open,

Awaiting me to fill in the gap.