The first sight of her skimmed milk
kinda elfin face jiggled my senses.
She stood cushily above the demesne
decorated with lush verdure of grass.
Days later we exchanged holy vows
then declared husband and wife.
This was like a beautiful disaster of my
jejune life which was rid of warm fuzzies.
I could never possess her excellent skills
in playing the soothing piano.
Nor feel the passion of reading whilst
she scrolled through pages by Tolstoy.
She wished for a groom who was her
best friend and also a devoted boyfriend.
I had the repine apprehensions of being
intimidated by her potent yearnings.
But my resoluteness to win her sheer
confidence took us to a distant zone.
The law of gravity pivoted genuine as
both our strings suavely got attached.
Love blossomed like the chilling showers
of November rain in ignited Chennai.
But destiny had certain vicious plans
of tearing our gratified hearts apart.
My romantic bliss had a short memoir
as she departed spreading the essence
of her innocent beauty.