Repentance

On some days,
Thoughts come to haunt me.
They come riding on wings
Of the dry autumn breeze
That is laced with snowy chill.
Scattering the fallen yellowed leaves it comes,
Kindling bygone days.

My mind then goes into a whirl.
Like waves of a turbulent sea,
Memories rush in
Crashing with fury
Hurting, Stinging
Overwhelming me
Till I feel stifled, numbed,
Leaving me wondering,
What was it
That had gone wrong that day? 

Was it destiny;
An outcome of 
The scheming mind of treacherous time? 
Could the photographs have lied?
Should I have been patient
And listened to her?

The tea gets cold every time I sit.
Swamped by the thoughts of that day
When my mind had failed to see reason
Her actions, I had felt, had spoken loud enough.
Her point of view
I had failed to see.
And love had withered
In the autumn breeze,
Many years ago. 

Copyright@Goutam

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