Memories of pain, <br />still droning on, <br />to dampen the exuberance, <br />of my faith in you, <br />raging on my brittle defeats, <br />you run over my silent desires, <br />to celebrate, <br />your day of, <br />vicarious victory, <br />and our vested tryst, <br />limping along, <br />desperate moments, <br />fading into oblivion, <br />and as i know, <br />you're not as vile, <br />as i thought,<br /><br />Rafique Farooqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/withering-whispers/
