Friday, March 23, 2012

ET TU BRUTE....

THE SUN THE STAR THE MOON THE NIGHT
THOUGHT THEM, MADE THE WORLD GLEAMING BRIGHT
WITH YOU BESIDE ME MY DEAR
MY CONQUERED LIFE NEEDED NO LIGHT…..
WONDERED I HOW I MET YOU
AND GOT BLESSED BY THE GOD’S GRACE
MARCHING YOU TOWARDS ME
THOSE WERE THE BEST DAYS….
Every time I think what went wrong?? Where did I go wrong?? Where did we go wrong??? And every time it’s just me on this end with you on the other. I do not want life to be unfolded with surprises but never did I want it to be a baggage of stabs. Why do you need to fill the void of my life with the dramatic care and filth it with the hypocrite flare.
I no more like the word FRIEND. It just strikes my eardrums with a hollow vibration. Every time I look you in the eye I realize how fake can someone be. I opened my entire life in front of you and all I got as a revert was an insult of being an honest person. I wonder how my concern was intolerable? Could not you look at the love I had for you then looking how my opinions are different from yours. No one is perfect, we always agreed then why was I the target of all the erroneous.
WHY YOU MAKETH ME LOOK FOOL
IF THOU HAD NO LOVE WHY NOT ACCEPT
WHY KEPT ME BELEIVING
WE ARE FRIENDS WE ARE INSEPERABLE…

When priorities change a little mistake is an ocean of bleeding wound, what is funny is for you it’s only you who is hurt.
When I turn back to the days WE WERE FRIENDS, (Apologies my “friend” because now no matter how much together we are , we are never together) I admire the bond we had. We met.. we disliked.. we fought.. we had fights.. we came close.. we understood.. and then we were good.. then came times I tried to be a friend.. it was then when you told me not to interfere… and important thing.. to keep a distance… you mentioned once.. you mentioned twice…. And then you mentioned it again and again till I turned wise… my wisdom struck… I turned deaf…. Whatever now you do I don’t care… I hope you happy now you got what you wanted… and in this journey of learning I found MYSELF.

Wondrous it is how long did I take..
To find my eureka- “entire world is fake..”
Congratulations to me to identify
Lonely is to way to survive
Proud and strong today I stand
Being a loner is my new technique to be glad
I will find my peace I will find true mate
And I will find everything and end my rake
One day you will see one day you will unearth
That will be too late because I already had my rebirth…

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