Dead Romance

 

I still remember, the rain that taught us dance

You and I beneath the grey sky humming a dead romance

Surrounded by soft lights and chills from the whispering breeze

Just along the shadows dancing together with the moving trees. 

 

I still remember, the song you sang just for me

In the dusk, across the narrow streets and right under the tree

Where the wind always felt like love; wild and free

Held together by a bond that only we could see.

 

 

I still remember, how you held your hand in mine

While we shared smiles, dreams and moments divine

In the beauty of the quiet moments where no words were said

We realized silence was louder than the feeling that love once led.

 

I still remember, the echos of our laughter haunting the empty streets

Full of fained memories where our love first meets

Just when the quiet whispers left a huge mark

Of soft confessions and love that made my eyes spark.

 

I still remember, the scent of flowers that hide

Pressed between the pages where our romance died

Where the petals faded while telling stories of our past

Just a fragile reminder of love: that simply couldn’t last.

 

I still remember, the day of our first glance

That get haunted by the ghosts of our dead romance

Where memories flash right before my every breath

And how our love rushed itself to a gentle death.

 

I still remember, a love that the world no longer knows

Locked inside the echoes where cold wind blows

An incomplete story but the world still lets it go

A Romance so Dead yet full of love: something that only my heart knows.

 

-Smarika Pandey

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