Perturbation of
a Betrayed Poet
Everything has changed now,
Winters doesn’t whisper your name,
Summers have smoldered every page of our
story,
Petrichor doesn’t smell of you anymore,
Autumns have withered all the flowers we grew
together,
Even spring can’t help them to bloom again,
But if everything has changed, then,
Why the days have turned nocturnal?
Why the silence seems so noisy?
Why my slumbers only dream of you?
Why insomnia still lingers in my room?
Why these obnoxious winds reek of our burning
memories?
And most of all,
Why are you still present in my poems?
Very poetic,thoughtful,expressive and equally touching.
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