Word Flow

An evening sky, set with the setting sun,

we sat on the bench, talking and having fun

As the time passed by, the birds stopped chirping hard,

and darkness set all over, with a sky unstarred 

Suddenly, a word started, without a hint

And rebukes flared, shining with a glint

She hurt me, I hurt her 

And that was the last time we both spent time together

Now I cry, shed some tears,

I wish she could hear my apologies and prayers,

I regretted, and knew that she too did,

But neither had the courage to clear the chagrin that hid 

The word flow that formed the friendship, today broke it,

and I knew, I had to employ it again, to destroy the rage and spite 

So I gathered courage, and made that one call,

And now we are friends again - till the time will fall!