Him and Me
I once went to Him,
With all of my woes.
For broken hearts sometimes,
Sometimes bleeding toes.
He did listen laudably,
To my heart's content.
Even healed sometimes,
Sometimes help pretend.
Then it became a monologue,
It started to offend.
We'd stop talking sometimes,
Sometimes it'd simply end.
Tomorrow is another day,
Today He is a refuge.
The clouds heavy sometimes,
Sometimes break after deluge.
Copyright © Jigyasa Makkar | Year Posted 2010
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