Monologue-4 Poem by Seema Aarella

I know This...
How much ever i had lived
in the glory of ephemeral days
in the lap of brittle dreams
on my closed eyelids
rambled across in futile strides
looked for love within without...

I know this....
How much ever i had loved
In the name of obligantion
quoted, recited and revealed
in proses and poems line by line
during the lonely nights, waning twilights
yonder in my private world

I know this...
that i had lived and loved in vain! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !