Troubled Times...

Shy and coy, there lies a feeling,

Deep at the core of my heart,

That waits for just a nod of yours, or a slight smile,

To muster the courage and break the bounds imposed by my silence...

 

Weaker and helpless, my heart becomes,

Every time it senses a dagger of your ignorence thrown towards it,

Drop after drop, it oozes out all that wonderful life force,

That could have grown boundless, had you cared for it a bit...

 

Perplexed and confused, grows my mind,

Every time we encounter each other,

Questioning incessantly if you really are unaware of this spark,

Or whether you pretend to be ignorant...

 

Darker and lifeless, my shimmering hope becomes,

Every time I close my eyes, and see you fading into oblivion,

Life, they say, is not fair,

And yet, it seems to be more inclined towards inreasing my fair share of sorrows...

 

Whatever be the outcome of this affair,

There is one certain resolve, that grows stronger deep within,

That when I meet the Maker, I shall surely demand an answer,

As to why He lit a bright spark of affection in my already darkened heart,

Only to quash it with icy cold indifference of yours,

And leaving it charred for eternity...

 

Done