Promise

Promise,

 I made yesterday midnight when clock ticked one,

You were not here, I was Lonesome,

Under the burning bright Grand Galaxia,   

I sat behind the glassy window, fighting my phobia,

Promise,

I earnestly, will forget all the fights that I made,

Solved or unsolved,

Repaint old memories that became light and fade,

Here I say you are inseparable to me, else I would be a human wreck,

Promise,

I would lower the magnitude of rudeness,

Until you come back, I would remain restless,

The journey to the city of my dreams is lusterless without you,

Please come back, and color me pink from murky blue.

Promise,

Ti’s not the feeble word that I am saying to you, to convince you,

This is my sincere confession, that I wish to repent for you,

Shan’t speak anymore of my complaints, now You do not deny,

Please come back, before the moon rises up and high,

Promising Poetess

Mid of Night @ 1

13^th May 2013