Photographs and negatives.

When the dry leaves danced in your boulevard
And the wind brushed past your face;
When you forgot to remember black and white
 unborn negatives from the past
And a tear of bliss failed to role down your face;
I was battling the lashes of rain.
The merciless brought with it photographs
And film reels that were never developed.
I shed a tear
Remembered you all along.

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Haiku Heights: #316 Claps.

eyes met, love happened

darkness ensued, separated

clap for the showman

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The night after the storm.

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Dreams buried in hinges

Wounded forever and frayed.

The night after the storm

I perished in the stillness of your stare

‘We were’ a moment go

And after this storm, the lullness

Defies our existence.

I burnt in thy eyes

I screeched in your soul.

An incomplete poetry was born

When I passed away in your ambers cold.

For let them not be tears

But rain that left a heart ship wrecked.

For let this night not be the last of our life.

Let this night last forever

As we kiss each other goodbye.

Stillness before and stillness after.

Sun-kissed evenings, ash-burnt later.

I pick up the pearls

And walk on the ruins of our dreams

As I watch you walk away.

The memory, distinct and clear.

The night was flamed with fire

I wept, clinging to the flames

That set me ablaze

I beheld your departure

Burnt in that night after the storm

As I waved you

“Goodbye..Goodbye..”