At aisle

At aisle

As I walk down the library aisle,

As I let my palm touch thousands of books,

I know and I can feel your presence,

The presence of you being here before,

When I shut my eyes firm

I can see you’re in my presence,

I still remember our last meeting,

The moment I met you,

Never expected a hasty ending,

The honor that grow in me,

To gratitude you someday,

Ruined with misconstrue of rage and dread

Have you thought of giving me a second chance?

To know you better,

The sweetness I saw within you,

Appeared to be an illusion,

Gentle talk that you speak,

Turned to be pestering,

Glittering eyes revolved to be,

Red balls of fury,

Within you ignorance,

I saw a form of snake aroused within you,

Swift rage demonstrated me of your true self,

Egotistical idea reflected in you,

Girl I just got to know,

Let me tell you what is buried in my heart,

Have I approached you in any way to harm you?

Have I attempted to damage you?

If you aren't fond of me

You should have explained,

In a precise manner,

All I know is,

My intimacy rekindles times of yore,

Am I to be reprimanded for that?

Do not be marveled by my response,

Time is supreme,

To answer your ignorance,

All I want to say is,

Dealing with society is different,

In comparison to learning in a varsity,

Your acceptance, forbearance and patience,

Would take you to success,

I have no complains about you,

The first day I saw you

As I do,

I will always love you

I still remember our last meeting,

The moment I met you,

Never expected a hasty ending,