“Soulmate…” – Amit Yakthungba Mihaang

I was yearning
for all the ages
under the darker woods …

You came like a breeze
and passed through me,
and saturated the tornadoes
of my mind…
My miniature
and an exiguous heart
rumbled in elation
when it got soaked in tarn of endearment…
There you unravelled my mysteries
Stitched it and turned into histories
All of a sudden,
you were a key
to my every locked Pandora’s boxes…
Before that,
I’d been stacked all my ages…
You illuminated everything –
my chinky eyes,
my pale lips,
my darker insights,
my slumbered conscience,
dragging me up and
steering to look on for
the other side of the horizon…
You’re invisible yet absolute as memory,
You’re at distant but close as an almighty…
Until you came like a breeze
and passed through me,
and saturated the tornadoes
of my mind…
Earlier,
I was yearning
for all the ages
under the darker woods …

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©Mihaang
(07:07am
26/01/17
Ashford, Kent)