Why me!!!!!!!!

WHY ME!!!!!!!!​

I had always thought that
We shared a lovely bond
Full of love and warmth…
Always giggling at small things

Making our days so bright
Often wondering as to
Why the moon rises
As we needed to part ways

We two were inseparable
Like milk and honey
Each enjoying the other’s presence
Even in silence…

Though there were times
We spoke no word…
But felt we had communicated
What our hearts wanted to say…..

Perhaps time was waiting for
The opportune moment
And destiny had the last laugh
And we had to part our ways…

But we still continued our banter
Through messages
And our hearts spoke a lot
Though we were miles apart….

Slowly she had come into my heart
And made it her abode…
Without each realizing
The truth of the same………


Alas, few words uttered in jest
Caused the hearts to break,
Difficult to mend again
Nor heal the same….

When the truth hit on my face
That I could no more talk to her
Nor see her, nor message her
The pain started to seep in…..

Lost my enthusiasm,
A vague pain engulfing me
A listless expression
Not knowing what to do…

Days passed mechanically
Giving way to torturing evenings
Waiting for the never coming call
As hot tears streamed down my eyes….

Umpteen messages nor calls
Fail to evoke any response;
Feel like the whole world is shut
Without any light at the end…

Cursing myself for the insensitive remark
But the other part saying
What is a friend if she cannot
Understand me and my heart……

Is showering one’s love on the other
Is a show of an emotional bonding?
The words accused on me…….
Had a stinging effect….

Causing the raw wound
To form blisters….
Not able to see reason
Nor comprehend the same….

Why is it I am always misunderstood?
Am I such a difficult person….?
That I cannot shower my love
On others unconditionally………

These questions tormenting me
Again and again; day in & day out….
Ripping me apart……..
Oh my my…. Why me?

 

Thanks a lot Premalatha

 

Thanks a ton Bhargavi.

I am fine.... how about you?

Nice to know that the peom touched your heart ... thanks a lot dear... this means a lot to me.

 

Thanks a lot Rgs. You are correct... when we lose something we realise the value of that...

 

Thanks a lot guna...