Agony Aunt
Grow up my dear, and please
Don’t waste even a single tear
For that bear, whom you
Still call your boyfriend.
Strange! My dear, strange.
Ok, maybe he’s your BF,
That’s your choice.
Why force him to
Make you his girlfriend?
You’re trying to cage him up
While he wants freedom.
Maybe he loves another girl,
But feels shy, to open up.
Let the bird fly freely and
You too, sour high.
Think of your li'l kids,
Glide freely and leave that guy.
Leave this matter to 'Him' to solve,
Maybe he comes back, maybe he doesn't
‘He’ always has something better for you,
And never forget,”It is all for the best,
My dear, it is all for the best.”
Dt. 23/02/14
Form: Free Verse
Contest: Agony Aunt
By: Vicky Tsiluma
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5th place win in the contest
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