like a child playing ,
unaware of the time,
anything goes in the mind,
talking without thinking ,
others needs she is ignoring !
who's to blame ?
for she's acting like got no sane ,
everyday unconsciously she fights ,
without knowing the receiver in heights.
nothing he can do , but hold patience so tight.
from dusk to dawn she"s pulling ,
anger , doubts she always showing ,
no time she's observing ,
holy hours seems nothing,
all passing days she's attacking..
Until it reaches a point in his breaking ,
an ultimatum now he is giving ,
she now is like repenting ,
like a sinner humbly forgiveness shes asking,
but a man full of patience is no longer listening.
H e said ,
" my flatter is full ,
you stretched patience in full ,
i realized we function in opposite poles.
better stay away from me and play your role
....am sorry you push me to the limits.."
Have a SUPER week, Angel !
ReplyDeleteI like the last paragraph a lot...Unique thought!!!
ReplyDeletelovely poem, Angel!
ReplyDeletethis one is as always, a beautiful read.
ReplyDeletelovely expressions !!!!
nice one Angel...it's never a good idea to stretch it too much...
ReplyDeleteCheers!
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ReplyDeleteTrue, there is always a certain limit to which a thread can be stretched. After that, it breaks.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
@Harry ---God bless your weekend too!
ReplyDelete@Saru__ Thanks so much !
@Haze-- Thanks !
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@Gaurav-- Thanks !
@Anshul--So true ,thanks !
@Sub__thanks so much for dropping in !
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