Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Betrayal

You were stranded in dark
As you didn't know how to fly
I gave you the lift
Took you to the airport
Where you took your dream flight.
Now you accuse me of
Driving the car too fast
And putting a hand on your thigh?

You searched for a lattice too long
And you couldn't grow for
Want of a support
I gave you the support
And you crept all over me
You encircled me from bottom to top
To climb to your destination.
Now you accuse me of
Transgressing your modesty?








Your memory

You think I don't care for you But your thought makes me nostalgic, You think I am very unromantic But your memory makes me a poet. ...