I am, but a traveler, thirsty and tired.

Time has forced me to go on, leaving behind all that I admired.

I am alone and insecure

And I don’t know where I am headed for_

Through these silent plains and along the noisy shore.

I have passed my youthful spring

            With its fragrant memory

            Still lingering

            Within me.

Ahead of me is a misty path.

The trickery of the waters hides cruel thorns

That have pricked me foe the umpteenth time

All through the wild runs

And solitary sojourns.

My past has been a motley array of events

The pleasures I had many,

And joys few,

The sorrow colossal

And pain too.

Many faces have I met

And friends I had few,

But none was missed by me

Like I now miss you.

The celestial beauty of your smile

Made it all worthwhile;

For I had stopped to admire you.

Those hazel eyes cleared away the haze.

Mesmerizing that they are,

All that I could do was gaze.

Affable that you are,

You melted down my defenses

And for once I was at peace.

Sanity returned and my life had a new lease.

You did allay my fears,

But only for a moment.

For I am, but a wanderer

And I have to go on

Long after dusk has fallen

And at the crack of dawn;

Far across that vast ocean

To dizzying heights_

To the zenith of life

Through those lonely nights.

You are just a mirage to me;

Promising much; giving nothing.

You came like a whiff of fresh air

And went away like the morning dew in spring.

As I repose here,

Brooding over a dried tear;

The memories come fleeting by

And I know they’ll never sap from my mind

However hard I try,

As I leave you behind.

Your words,

Like sweet bells over the silent peaks

Will resound in my life

And sing in the melancholy streaks.

Your face,

Like the moon,

Will light up my nights

When the sun lies dormant in his sleep.

My dreams of you

Will make me forget

The dread that evil nightmares keep.

I’ll remember your sweet ways,

Smiling at the recollection of the happy days;

The way you laugh

Will make me go insane

With the desire to see you laugh again.

You’ll be somewhere else,

As calm and as beautiful as ever.

Sharing joys wherever you go

Like the ever pleasant spring shower.

I’ll be left the parched earth

When you go away,

The dreams that we had planted,

Like dead flowers, will decay.

It is then that you’ll know

Our little rendezvous has come to an end.

But wherever we may go,

I’ll still remember you and forever be your friend.