The Second Man
Am I doomed to live a tale I cannot simply complete?
Shall I always remember her with every knocking beat?
I loved a girl who was never supposed to be mine,
I drew her sky with lilies and her ground with pine;
Saw new horizons from the beam of her blue eyes,
Never knew these radiant cyans could be made of lies;
They warned me not to dream far with a too-closed lid,
Vanity told me it is envy and my vision became turbid!
First month was a walk in Eden with roses flying in between,
Second month declared the birth of a love yet not foreseen;
The third summoned all jealous gazes and murmurs in a chest,
In the fourth she disappeared and no it is not some silly jest!
I wandered far and long trying to figure out as much as I can,
Why the only girl I loved would run away with another man?
Does love deceive humans when it manipulates and controls them?
How easy for us to blindly fall into a cleverly-webbed state of rem!
A year passed me by with all of its months and weeks and days,
I aged in that empty year but had to bitterly live that phase;
Just then I saw her striding along the road, a vision to be seen,
The girl, who haunts me still, was carrying a baby so serene!!
My heart grew colder as I greeted her with the words I barely mustered,
The scene deadened me since then and left me again heart-flustered!
(True Story - Happened between 1996 and 1997)
© Guru Jad 2013