Shades Of Strife
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The deep melancholic cry of a helpless and bewildered married man
Another gloomy night tearful all along,
As I’m pondering as to why, and what’s happened wrong.
I realise you’ve moved and completely gone;
Longing to fly back, to the heaven you were born.
My Patience or Care makes no little sense,
As you end up getting hurt in my every sentence.
Literally, our love is locked up and is everywhere in chains;
While your slaying silence is all that remains.
Years have sped with no romantic embrace,
As our Love is still battling to find its place.
No denying, you’ve missed abundance in this voyage with me;
But my poetry stands void, if this continues to be.
I confess I’m emotionally remote most of times,
But sadly, I don’t memorise emotions like school day rhymes.
I believe that care is manifested only by helps and deeds;
And not anytime by WhatsApp status and Facebook feeds.
I gaze the sketch of your own independent circle,
Promising not to arrive into as your biggest obstacle.
Here on, my rightful denials will forever not haunt;
As you can now decorate your life like the way you want.
Our union was beautiful in the eyes of many,
But hopeless earning your love, as it simply meant money.
Thorns & Bushes costed your comforted life;
And I know it hurts, partaking in my shades of strife.
Certainly, I’m sweating my heart to every extreme;
But you sense not, that it just takes time to fulfill your dream.
Trust me or not, I will one day shine with a glorious life;
No wonder, Your guilt will then show up to be my wife.
Years may have rolled, but my love is the same;
Yet broken, and drawing close to our very endgame.
Helpless, I let you delight and live up your days;
With me nowhere beside or anywhere near to trace.