Once in a high noon – Wednesday
Leisurely, the nightjar and goldcrest
Took the weight off their feet
By the limbs of juniper and fir tree
Wherein names in vast crowd
Raced towards the high throne
And walked on the red carpet
Of beauteous gorgeous eminent
Of painters, playwrights and artists
She was eager to bestow her sail
To fairy godmother of all fate
A choice rendered in a heartbreaking work
Of the melancholic strings of harp
She stepped backwards, inch by inch
String by string, notes flew on wings
Her silence held on a bite of lip
And gone away in teary eyed pearls
Upon the horde of famous thespian
Where all viewers have eyes on fuss
She forwent and ripped her own
Yielded you to the cuckoo bird of love
Who sung melodious canto of charm?
Who was eligible to tease and dance?
Like parakeet or cockatoo on romance
As the white flag raised, lovers’ era and break
Red lane opened on a center stage
Where amorous heart seen right, untainted
Played the chords of zealous account of love
Bestowed to someone who would hold your hand?
Someone who would care on the endless nights
Someone who would love you more in each passing daylights
But it turned out not to be… just another disguise
Another play of fire, another game to their mind…
Catrina Heart
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