Fought against her conscience,
Day and day after to quit the hell,
But all roads led to the same door,
Inside was her childhood friend!
His moves were cool and sincere,
Was a different and silent person,
Harmless was he till she said, “yes”.
Ego is the devil in him, a monster!
Kept her guessing what love is,
Never showed his true colour,
But she knew him well indeed,
All he wants is her to be alive!
Hit the gym last week happily,
Worked out with determination,
End of the week, the devil appeared-
Out of the blue, tempting me to quit.
Muscles cramped, legs wobbly,
I took an oath not to quit easily,
As I recollected a slender one,
In front of the mirror exercising!
The lazy devil vanished suddenly,
As I got up to go to the gym,
Sneezed several times breathlessly,
The devil then asked me to rest.
She stares at his weak stature often,
Truly saddened to see his wrinkles,
Once dark and curly hair is grey,
His anxious mind is dark sometimes!
Growing old is cruel for others,
As it’s like watching leaves wither,
Fall to rot, disappearing forever,
With no trace of existence!
Though she forgets, her mind warns,
But her heart refuses and wants,
More time for him, for her sake,
As a father is much dear to her!
He calls himself, “George”,
Piles up all the pillows,
And jumps from the sofa,
Rolling on the floor giggling!
My pulse becomes abnormal,
As I wish to burn the pillows,
But his tantrums warn me,
And keep myself composed!
Granny pig has no patience,
And guts to watch George,
Grandpa pig is horrified,
Yet, keeps an eye on him!
Mommy pig had a long day,
Watching over him play,
Falls asleep before bedtime,
Like a faithful dog, don’t wait,
For the one that doesn’t know,
That you are worth much more,
Than the way you are weighed!
Let them get the same bitter taste,
They gave you as sweet memories,
That are nothing but tasteless ashes!
Grieve not for you are all alone,
As you have always been lonely,
Despite the mute, unwilling company,
That made you live in silence forever.
Ignoring you like a silent predator,
Is the weapon used against you,
Fear not to use the same weapon,
To show some sample of cruelty.
Once sweet, turns bitter,
The morale changes in time,
As all have psychic changes,
That may test the conscience!
Give more, yet demands more,
Not the loved ones are saints,
But are mean, as none is Buddha,
As one can live with no love.
If one keeps the mind focused,
Can find the truth of existence,
Has nothing to do with love,
But can cherish it if found!
Irresponsible is he to her,
Hanging out with friends,
Avoiding eye contact, talks,
That will lead to a fight.
A silent maniac is he!
She is an idiot to him,
Of no use but fit to earn,
Fool is she to live with him.
She knows it’s a death trap,
A life lock that has no key,
As he knows where it is,
Inside the deep, blue Ocean!