Young and dreaming of love-
Love was yet superficial to me
Lyrics and rhythm was a baseline
On how love is meant to be;
I remember the nostalgic song
How one is in love, bound to long-
‘Please forgive me’, it went on and on
Marveled my body with goose bumps on;
And there comes that halt that hits
“I remember the smell of your skin”
How intimidate, how exposing of a line it is!
And back then you wondered, why I loved to sniff!! 🙂
With the time, to my discontent
My sense is deluded and deceived
You were absent, yet yours not-so-sweet aromatic presence
Socialized with air it hovers, it stinks to my unease.
Tell me how to remember you behind your disguise?
Engulfed with smoke and the most welcomed demise
You all smell of tobacco and shag-
You all smell the same to my bad!
P.S. I was travelling via Uber Pool, sitting all disinterested for the hate of traffic. This is when my nostrils whiffed the maudlin smell and made me turn my head.
Just an another passenger.
And a familiar singed smell.
And the nostalgic song ‘Please forgive me’ by Bryan Adams that continued to hum somewhere back in my mind.
Why you have to bring yourself up at all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons?
© Written Frames, 2017