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why should I do
 the thing you want?
as long as you,
 do not the ones I do.
just smile and I
 will come and 
  give a hug
but wait and
  I will stand still too.
so many times I
 never minded tricks you did,
but once fed up
 I live as if I'm never stoic
as if I am a stranger-man to you
 you never said those
 warm three words
and claimed that actions
 speak all those
but once I noticed
 something offish
what should I think
of you...my dear?
you always ask me
 for excuse
I did so once
 and then did
  twice and trice...

I wonder if there is
 a box where there you
  keep my words
that is because I can't
take in why do
 you need all these "sorry"s?
there should have been a step
 from you, when
I had tired and lost heart,
 to show that you
least care of me
 to hug me back
  to kiss my cheek
and show that actions
 have a mouth, let's come to it.
still I don't have an evil
 grin, do keep no
 black in grey
I wish the best to you, my dear
 and proud of "us"
  instead of "me"
I even promise to be strong
 although feeling that I'm wrong
and getting gloss from me
 You'll only hear:
  " let it be..."

19 Feb 8:05 PM

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"grey" in poem is grey matter :)

 

mb too personal, but that's it. thnq for attention.

 

w/l Shumic

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