Forlorn memoirs…

Your mind learned lessons of Love;
Does that love, induce an ecstasy in you?
Your mind yearned for the desires to come true.
Are you content now, having attained your dreams?
Your laughter contended with flowers;
You filled me with nectar, from your lips
A thousand rebirths fled away from my soul.
Beads of perspiration on your breast,
Changed into a pearl necklace, for me.
Your love was never blemished with lust;
It was a transcendental euphoria
In the inner temple of the soul;
An evolution of cherished dreams,
Which flowered in our past re-births.

Dreams, still unwilling to fade away are
Broken platters, of the unforgetting mind...
You have become a woeful reminiscence
Bawling in desolation, inside me…