Porphyria’s Lover, Poetry by Arnab Dey

Porphyria’s Lover by Arnab Dey

1

Walking down the alley,

Suddenly felt a strange wave;

She was strolling towards me,

Fresh out of the grave!

Her hair was still unkempt,

But her flesh was so intact;

Closer cometh her,

To make an eye contact.

Her beauty’s inexplicable,

Beyond my wild fantasy;

Then we’re behind my stone,

To find utmost secrecy.

And then I kissed her perfect lips,

And touched her mind & soul;

And then she lifted my spirit,

And my body came along as a whole.

And we’d both spirited away,

Traversed through the drunken street;

Onlooking on all the rendezvous,

And deciding where again to meet.

2

Good morning dear,

It’s another day,

Try to get some sleep,

While Sun is in its full glory!

Good Afternoon baby,

Are you half-asleep now?

Sunlight…