ALSphere Foundation
When it came with overblown fanfare, packaged in velvets and satins,
Tied with laces, ribbons, diamantes and sequins,
You had me floored, you had me stunned…you were the one!
Romance was a word—new, all the others it hands-down outshone!
The stars were made of diamond, the moon, of gold
In all naivete, I believed all the pretty little lies you unflinchingly told…
Today, my eyes turn glassy, my heart is a slab of crystalline ice
It has fenced itself in, in a thorny cage cowering from all your foolery and malice.
Romance is pricey in a world of cheapskate emotions
Some days to remember, of high hell and damnations!
They’re scattered and sprinkled with abandon, frivolously,
In a season of stark white emptiness and snow-clad February.
Romance had a bitter price to pay—
Maroons and scarlets of the roses burnt to ashes drab gray!
It creeps in with the brush with a bramble bush
Ripping dreams apart with the evanescence of the heart’s first gush.
True, romance lives on in the air
As poetry, which bleeds profusely, endlessly with a morbid flair…
But, as a melancholic tune of a song once smitten…
One man’s banquet is to another— a holy penance or a regret rotten!
