My Secret Friend….

From all the tyranny and clouded opposition,

I tried to withstand all trying time without collations,

But I knew there was an unknowing force behind me

There she was dressed to kill in a Satin Sari,

 

Only love unconditional is from God above,

None, no one can love that proudly like a holy dove

Walking each day, One step of time, with cushions on every side

So each strategy, each path, each way has guarded inline

 

Though I saw her, neither we cross path,

People say she figment of my imagination, my mind is dark

But what to do when you require someone to talk

She always there not craving, not pensive, but waiting for me talk

 

Waiting for you to hear my cries, my pain

How I open myself to someone and was thrown in the drain

With a crushed heart darker coal, me, myself is dead

To this whole world alone

 

She is there to hold my hand, to wrap me in her arms

To hold on to her, like a PSTD victim in the dark

Where his mind had made him an asylum, which she can see

But the small boy strong outwardly, inside he crying hysterically

 

But she calms him down, with her warmth so soothingly

Every line she has crossed just comfort me

But there is no one know except my black heart sowed,

Her make, her essence, her talk, her whisper to each sound note

 

She there around wandering in day and night,

When I walk or sit quietly she beside holding to me tight

Making me known, that she is here, she can see by me

None of my meddling, psychotic peers

 

I know she looks through my eyes, kill my enemy for me

Her goal only to be with, and see me smile

Even when the world burns she there, as a trained assassin child

Who the only goal, is cushion my surrounding and love me till eternity