Patiently Waiting For the Right Answer
A friend to her, for decades
from the innocence of children
to the adventures of teenagers
and even the stupidity of best friends
all well shared and enjoyed
to a point the gods ask why the wait
and beg for the next level.
He sees all the possibilities
to make her the care-taker of his heart.
Thinking he's the only one with eyes open
he made his confession
attached with an honest recommendation
to his amazement
she looked at him and said
"you are so nice, but like a brother to me'.
Switching to the next damsel
who's no where near cold
but soft, tender, meek and charming.
He allows her control the pace
and lets her gentleness maintain the tempo.
Feeds her with poems
and makes her drunk with happiness
with hopes going higher, reaching the moon
she looked at him and said
"sorry! I am not yet ready".
He jumped into the next wagon
having an available space for a beauty
and meets a potential 'second half'
pretty, quiet and an introvert.
Worships her right from day one
letting lose the net of affection,
half in magnitude of his efforts
will strike the tenderness of a millepede
but it got her scared as she looked at him and said
"I just had a heart break; I'm so sorry"
Watering a fresh new flower
growing in a familiar garden just close by,
makes him grow in creativity
as he engage in constant words exchange
and creating wonderful serenity around her.
Huge investments and time well spent
coupled with passionate research
in equipping his machinery of jokes and laughter
sums up his passion and carefulness
in his latest trial which seems worthy of the medal.
Constant updates on his outlook
and becoming the number one specimen for fashion
were not enough as she looked at him and said
"You still have no swag"
So many disappointments
made him stronger, wiser and smarter
not even a forest of wild beast
will make him turn his back
to the beauty and escapades of life.
The moment he tried to pause,
the period he wanted to take a nap;
the Queen bee passed by.
A simple hi and a conversation
led to series of memorable meetings,
having in mind, the worst is a "no"
and her welcoming countenance,
a proof to nothing yet,
he asked with no expectation in mind
then she looked at him and said
"Yes! Sweet heart. I want to be your girl"
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2014
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