As he was walking in the shadow of a dozing tree, <br />His moon beamed touching his face <br />Then he remembered her, his love <br />As one who came to his door step long before. <br /> <br />HE often said to her, 'Oh, Angel'let's share the life, <br />And he made promises to bring fragrance from the skies. <br />They wanted to weave dreams of co webs <br />In their castle of promises and sighs. <br /> <br />But she laughed without trusting him <br />And she wanted to be with someone taller sooner <br />Who would ransack her unveiled frame often <br />And they were both relegated to woman and man. <br /> <br />Then, a new civilization emerged in her world <br />And it mingled in the soil of her lust and despair. <br />Today she is silent and silent <br />Like the sky that has seen storms many. <br /> <br />As he returned from his walk, he saw a monstrous cloud <br />That savoured his moon and he looked dull. <br />Then he remembered her his lost love <br />As one who could have gone to her man`s door step first.<br /><br />M.D Dinesh Nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-musings-of-a-lover/
