Illusion

From being a whiff of cool breeze
Navigating your way through hundreds of branches,
On a hot humid summer
Your mere touch , euphoric !
To this violent storm you have become ,
Destroying everything that comes your way
A havoc which battered me too.
In the world we knitted together
I was a careless free bird,
Piercing my way through endless blue sky.
Untill you cut my wings,
And caged me
You got lost in a world , which now i can never be a part of.
You were once the fragrance of the first rain ,
Scent that evoked nostalgia.
An intoxication that overpowered me
But eventually you too ,
Like the fragrance, faded away.
And soon the inebriated state you left me in ,
Will fade too.
It’s been weeks since I heard my own voice
For the last time ,
I shouted your name
But it got lost in a thousand other voices that called you.
What were you ?
A mirage, I came close and you vanished.
A fallacy, which I believed to be true.
An illusion, which became my reality.

Yukta