People, there wanderings, there chatter
all to pyres,
they irk my being
and irk my ire.
in the lost and found of love pure,
I ask them first'
where is pure desire?
each takes to the other's name
and they conspire it is not the same.
I found you in the whilst of shades
with your dark lady
her poise, her grace.
entwined in the mane of her endless curls
you played, you fumbled and you turned your face.
(such a lost, lust lover, and such innocent greed)
I played on my tunes,
and the the people were charmed
and your lady sprung to feet
though you sat disarmed.
not a praise worth your lips do part?
and the sheer ignorance of your love for art.
the art besides you took my hand
and led me in your beautiful lands.
Oblivious to your passions deep,
oblivious to what all you keep,
oblivious to your enchantress
I fell and failed to impress.
and you with sheer indifference
led chaos in the sheer constants.
I have led men and the higher men
each beguiled to there innate sense,
I seduce not, I don't entrance,
I enchant no spells
Nor prowl or prance.
I merely reduce to rubble all.
egos and their mighty falls.
I have crushed them once,
I'll crush them again
but to be swooned at your steps,
I never feigned.
We yet again drew a collision,
for my tryst at the stage,
now had to be weighed
and with two mere provisions
you offered me to write my fate.
a blank paper and ink
and I laughed at such a childish challenge
your aide drew out a well cut blade.
my hands not fidgety, my mind not stalled
but the doubt that rest above it all,
you who never praised my best,
have put me to an indefinite test.
would it be enough to defeat
your insolence at our first meet.
I did write and well in time
and with the courage of a a wild in own territory
I threw my work disowned
and waited for praise and flattery,
he took it then from my hands
and raged through it (if only he could understand)
and said hollow words just of the rhyme
so much for passion, so little for my time?
till you , swept the once blank page
and drew out meanings from words en-caged.
my verse had found its worth.
in the first few encounters.
