The journey started with joy and mirth,
When we met, my existence emerged its worth,
Life happened to change with bliss and courage,
Saturation to you marked a purpose on earth.
I grew on to way myself a remarkable stage,
Not to portray my image of covering rage,
The mistake for we don’t end to dispute, is nothing but,
The behaviors of past, that endlessly engage.
We started together, we stood together,
Our limits of quarrel, were certain in tether,
Today life has brought us to a delusional stage,
Now this relation, is as light as a feather,
Today I feel alone like a miserable orphan,
Many acts of displease, depress me often,
Single tragic act burns my emotions,
Like a body bear’s when pain is in organ.
Gathered my tolerance for a future bright,
Sobbed to spare you numbers of respite,
Answer was just a word in repent,
Fall in the same well, suffering despite,
Your sanctified heart reminds me of dove,
Believe me; my affection bears no shove,
I admit, things have changed or just say it’s me,
But I tell you, this is not an Artificial Love.
My expectations did never meet my desire,
And what I intended did no one admire,
What message I try to convey, fails to result,
And I end up mourning like a miserable liar.
In grieve and sorrow, blood shed from my eye,
Feels nothing else left for in this globe to cry,
When I die, my beloved will realize my care,
But I won’t be there, leaving my memories by.
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