All this started on that day
She said lets just be friends.
Atonement is all I required
The past relationship quite hard to forget,
The bitter fruit of betrayal.
Raising me by the hand
She said, life moves on
But I didnt see myself heading anywhere
Truth be told
Friends can be quite a torture
Or a blessing in disguise
I pen this down, a tear at the corner of my eye
Did she really close the chapter behind us!
Betrayal can be sweet in the eyes of the agoniser
But rough in the heart of the innocent fool who thought he but had her heart
Today, relationships are moulded like an egg
incubated for 21 days, hatched into a chick
Flourished into a beautiful hen or rather a cock
Only to be slayed on that pitiful day when the farmer sees it right for celebration
The poor life cycle of poultry!
All in but a nutshell
another seed sown in the ground!
A fruit of love bossoms!
Was her that I met on this day
Kind, gentle and loving,
I figured it out maybe she is here to calm my sorrows
Friendzone would be all I could hope for
Alas! My brother, its good to have faith at times,
For feelings can not be held back for that long!
She might be waiting to profess
Yet the energy she has not
Wanting to cuddle you
But the confidence within her questioning
What would be his reply!
As you seat languishing in agony
Of the spilled milk
Lamenting of the slayed bird
She awaits, but not for long
Signs and symptoms do appear
But are later diagnosed by the pill
And that aliment is gone!
My brother all I can say
For the river has never flowed backwards
And so does the will of love!!