Tuesday, February 17, 2009

A Message


He was so homely; he made me at ease,
I'm just referring him as a "good friend" -
Don't let your imagination fly high, please!

He was pretty smart and attractive,
I wanted nothing but him as loyal towards me,
I started to become possessive.

He came into my class
I was beyond control and overjoyed
And the boundary of my elation grew vast.

But gradually I came to know he's cheap,
He is characterless and aimless,
I stared at my conclusion with awe and disbelief.

I stopped talking to him.
He said a 'sorry' but I knew it was fake and hollow,
Thus, my grief took the form of anger on its brim.

From the deep inside me, he's still a friend,
But I won't show it unless he realizes what he is doing,
And the infuriation I possess won't bend.

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