Fit For Survival

Day and night I had spent,

Sowing the seed of love in you,

Expecting it would mushroom 

One day 

And I would harvest merrily.

But time fleeted and when I asked for my due,

You changed your colour.

Imparting me a lesson that true love only existed in closed books,

You shut all the door for me.

Forlorn became my heart to gather the courage to be fit for survival.