In a place where it doesn't grow, it can't harvest.
It doesn't matter how much hard work I invest,
It is always consumed and damaged by pests.
On you I have exhausted my emotions,
Nothing seems exciting, not even relations.
Idealising you, I built an image in mind,
All that you do not possess, I rescind.
All my charm for years, now deceased.
Now I pray to the gods, from earth to be erased.
The smile I once held on my face,
All my life is lost of you, a disgrace.
I saw you not from my eyes,
but from my soul, as it sees.
I was with you only to make you happy,
That I forgot to be happy, I feel crappy.
My time with you in this era, has come to an end,
I've left with nothing to offer for your hate’s demand.
The chapters of my life closed, no more pages to turn,
I am walking away, but the lessons I learned will forever burn.
I reached a point that I was OK for being a fool,
I was fine even when I was getting hurt, it wasn't cool.
I became less worried about being loved,
As I was concerned about you and all that you craved.
Wanted to build for you a temple of love,
Once built, it turned out to be my grave.
All about you that were precious, I cherished,
Turned out to be the only reason for me to perish.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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