Unnamed Love
The Gloom,
I wandered through
screamed at me
like a wolf adoring
the new moon,
it howled at me,
to stop my search!
Overhead,
starry skies
kept staring at me,
like a virgin flirting
with her first crush,
they winked at me,
to stop my search!
The chilly breeze,
kept touching my hair
as a polite hooker,
it invited me to dance
with the night,
to stop my search!
The twinkling fireflies
caught up to me
as a cop stopping a car,
they signalled me,
to stop my search!
But...
for my own sake
and for my sanity
for the little that I call my life
for the continuation of my dreams
and for my unnamed love
I didn't...
I wouldn't...
I couldn't...
STOP!
poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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