November Wordsworth

Under an umbrella you stood As sun rays shot through a rift between the clouds Bike wrecked as I approached you A hand, a heart melt & then a spark A grip onto your lissome waist Gave me emotional cyclones And Here I stand now Ogling at you Just as how I did at the very first.

Her fragile look obliterates me A feel of betrayal Whom could it have been?  With the perfume all over her.  Trembles in my hands Close to a purr, she whimpers Would've stroked her Though ain't of the ilk.  Like a déjà vu Adamantly again!  Done this time A twinkle in time.

Broken, flattered & fractured a bald head, gray hair  and a dark mind,   through memories of despair,  distraught & anxiety. I swim What used to mean lots is nothing Hope is vapour now  They all are gone All alone,  left in my circle of darkness.

As let go of you  I let go of  anguish Expected you back soon Forever has elapsed.  In a hysterical overwrought I cast your dappled scarf Into the blue ocean waters.  Forever for good  I let go of you Maybe me and you  was Just an Infatuation,  Hold onto my love In the skies.

At a her,  Stares a salivating vulture Awaiting for her devour soon as her soul ascends. The sun sets in her eyes amid dapples of tears  lightly groans in agony  whimpers & breathes her last. On the other end of life awaiting for her devour through a camera  an eye witnesses it all happen.

Adroitly I interlace an intricate recipe for the king To cream I add cigarette whispers of smoke Freeze it to make ice whiskers of cream Strawberry threads strike Through chocolate threads Cherry berry jelly dangles  Among highs & lows of tobacco blooms Once a finger swoops into the mug What How Wow Eyes wide open yawps the king Finger licking good!

Stares a raven Adjacent to a nest in solitude Snow flakes dressed in white Falling as fairies of enchantment.  Baby ravens glance anxiously in the Alpine At a baby lizard dropped in for dine.  Bathe the apricity of the sun Had been starvation to fun.