A Deeper Shade Of Black Poem by jathin aka jesuzz

The shadows play hide and seek
Dreams are too timid
Sandman shows no clemency
Sleep is a captive princess in the stone castle
Who is this woman who lays next to me?
Do I know her? She has so changed.
Her perfume was never this?
She even smells different
As to me she often was indifferent
Vanity or pride the stronger
I think staring out of my cage

Far away I see two figures
Fused in each other, must be lovers.
Hand in hands, silver figures of delight
Drenched in full moon
Like an unasked boon
Happiness crept in to crevices
of my desert dry heart.
Was it me and my love?
My lost love, my beloved lover

Under the passionate Andalusian sun
I hear the altar bells ringing
My love in snow white gown
Invited half my town
They were all there the groom
The bride, the best man, the flowergirls
For two years they were all there
With an act that put Judas to ignominy
Each one pulled out a Houdini
Without planes or trains
They distanced from us a thousand miles
Without tears nor parting smiles

I was no quitter, I did bend
Till everything felt polished n bland
We dressed by each night grand
Awed audiences at parties
Academy awards won’t do justice
To the act we put out as a perfect family
With smiles as fake as Oprah’s tears
She loved our hounds very much
They taught her the rolling over and play dead trick.
In sleepless night, I would smoke away
The thoughts of my love boat that was castaway
If I knew death of love was marriage
I would have worn a deeper shade of black on that day