At every dusk, he ceases to exist
longing to shine at the dawn,
for their unison
at the nightfall,
with the brunette - the Sea.
At the unison,
He blushes, fades out
Into her depths.
Heartwarming, isn’t it?
Give a second thought,
Oh, world!
How many times
Should one embrace death
To prove one’s yearning
For the lady love?
I ridicule!
For, love has lost its self-esteem.
Image courtesy: Pixabay
© 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
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