Transcendence

Foreverness

The night glaring on your face
Like it was never willing to change
As if the time hesitated to forth
When you stepped into my masquerade.
The symphony of the pianos and violins
And a lazy percussion went hand in hand
The nightingale refused to fall back
And with her synthesizing notes, she sang.
You were there in the red gown
With a mask of an uncertain beauty
I stood there admiring you
Following you in your every step.

Your smile had beaten the beauty of angels
Which in turn infuriated them,
And I...
I kept on admiring my guest,
Maybe from far, but not the farthest.
That night was cold but spry
Or had I numbed my senses
I was still there, so were you inside
And was there the immortal foreverness.

The time decided not to move
My breath decided to wait
Everything was having a strange sensation
With you, me and foreverness.
And the night doesn't seem to end
Neither the slowly crawling moments
That always keeps a rush to die,
Today, these moments come alive.

The midnight of night had come at last
Perhaps, you were getting late
So out to the door you rushed
Disheartening my masquerade.
Who were you?
I longed to know desperately.
Can I know you?
Or you are just a shadow in me?

The sand of the hourglass slipped on
The foreverness was falling down.
Now the time started catching its momentum
Like a nose eagerly out from the deepest ocean.
Excused me the duke of Greyland,
The Sheriff of Mount Frost,
The Clergy of Nathellen,
And I made my way, to the door
To find a glimpse of nothingness or more.

I rushed towards the road for a wagon
That was comfortably parked.
If he knew anything about her whereabouts
It'd be considerably a fine luck.
He points me to the forest to the north
That was abandoned by the creatures a long time ago.
Never heard stories from it since;
Only the rumors traveled through the misty air
Of great kings hunted down,
Battles without any victors,
Souls of soldiers without survivors
Woodsmen that would never return.

The immortality was divided into two paths
The direction was all I had to choose.
However life existed in none
And either way everything I'd lose.
My eyes felt heavy.
My mind stopped advising.
The wind stopped blowing.
My numbness went free.

At the end;
I had to follow,
Her invincible footsteps
Making myself blind to tomorrow.
The dawn may be dark,
Hope may hide behind the curtains.
All I knew I was going for her
Into the woods of death.

The moon was obscure,
The night unchanged,
The winds blew unharmed,
The darkness slept drenched.
Every step that I trusted,
Every amount of air inhaled
Was gifting me life for a few more moments,
For the fear slyly kissed my forth-ing steps.

Within the heart of the desolate wild
I found you, blurred in the fog.
Oh! how content and lost was I
I hadn't noticed the mire below.

You turned to me with a reason
And your mask was still on.
A reason I could barely guess or know
For you're the only thing I forlorn.

Nothing left to see,
Nothing was to be heard
But your eyes looking at me
And hymns of the nocturnal birds.

The weedy creepers kept crawling
They crept up your spine.
You held me with those velvet arms
An embrace of the angel divine.

Every moment passing by,
They knew nothing best but this -
When it was you an I,
It was just you, me, and foreverness.

The clouds slowly grew over the moon
The creepers on your back fell for me too.
Your arms, felt too cold too soon
Though your breath, was left in you.

Tears breed apology for the dead.
The earth swallows the hopeful careless.
The hope of life within your grace,
Is a dream, dream of a lifeless.
You still stand amongst the desolate wild,
Waiting, for another masquerade.
Somewhere far from this world of yours and mine,
I keep dreaming of you,
You, me and foreverness.