THE QUESTION NEVER ANSWERED

I wrote this poem way back when i was in ninth grade, and it aptly represents the thoughts of a 'nouveau adolescent' and his virtual paradise where he visualises everything around him with his narcissistic kaleidoscope.Though today i am not very proud of it but it is dear to me cos that was the time when words flowed right from the heart directly to the nib of my pen bypassing the grey matter entirely .....a literary portrayal of my 'id'..... just raw emotions penned down.....

THE QUESTION NEVER ANSWERED

Though tears in my gloomy eyes are few;But whenever my love I think of you,

Your charm;your calm; your smile; your frown,Makes me miss you and in your love I drown,

Deep; deeper and deepest in the sea,Where there is none;But me u n glee,

Thither in my arms you resist and moan, But soon melt and whisper in to that lovely tone,

"I am yours my love; for now and forever"But then with a hidden thought you do shiver ,

Holding my face, pouring love from pretty little eyes, With a lovely expression so keen so wise,

"Will you love always "? you do say , While carelessly with your silky hair i play,

"Will you love me"? You say it again ,And pearls droppeth from your eyes; like the first summer rain ,

"Will you love me even when i am gone?" And there i am perplexed failing to get your passionate song,

"Will you love me even when i am dead"? , And lo i am shaken from my bliss; my heavenly bed,

Looking in to those eyes crammed with dew , I was startled knowing not what to do,

To calm the little brook shedding brine; A 'soft kiss' on those rosy cheeks necessity of the time,

And there you were calm and content , reading my kiss and what it meant ,

'Cos' now you knew what was fine;The one to answer was not 'me' but 'time'.....

Madhur Uniyal