Rythm of the Night

Walking on thin ice,
Balancing need from vice.
Careening as I move along,
Humming a sad love song.
Some things pass, others stay,
This night doesn't give way.
Diligently avoiding the pain of recollection,
That's coming now from every direction.
The persistent chatter hasn't subsided,
A lover and his love being chided.
His love, that's deeper than the blue ocean,
With this thin ice sheet sparingly frozen.
Waiting for one false move,
For it's victim, bare feed no shoes.
Hit him hard , it will,
No holds barred, it's going for the kill.
"A few loose ends to tie up", I plead,
Then it will be me taking the lead.
Can't wait to take the dive and be consumed,
Forever love, something I've never assumed.
There was never I know, a another chance,
Fade from her memory. Our last dance.
Rahul Jadhav
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