Breeze...

Those vivid imaginations that breezed onto me
its only a memory , remained to be cherished
so full of energy vibrant and smart,
uprooted my emotions, jailed them & perished

tethered me, with all my prognosis in vain
crumbled me and my assembled smile
tossed my heart that went bleeding
she just blew onto me and stayed for a while

as waves make to the pebbled shore,
this bangled beauty drifted in and as never before
immersing me in a dark silent dream,
never could it return my crumble smile
as I lost all my thoughts in a darkless stream

just blew like a fragrant rose sprung in June
enhanced with melody to be played in tune
cramming me with unpalliative painlessness
unfortunate sweet smile that could never return my happiness.

Sharath Subramonian Sharathi