Falling Loops

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As I sit here in gloom,

Thinking about the wrongs

I did enough to drag a bond to its doom.

Finding hard to recollect,

For it all happened correct,

As per my intellect.

But to them,

It were my faked overwhelms,

Throwing me out of their realms.

That ignorance,

Tests my tolerance,

With no scope for clearance,

And I realise the built distance.

Flashback, hindsight

Gripped my mind tight,

Searching the moments

Where i were perhaps

Too cold to their sight,

Yet too full for my love’s appetite.

With my heart throbbing,

And chest sore from sobbing,

I look for the void answers

That brought me close to losers,

It all sailed with good intentions,

Was heading the justifications mentioned.

But those rowing with the oars.

Found my heart too sore,

Leaving me hate myself more

And stay alone.

Hoping against hopes,

Trying to tighten the falling lopes,

Here i yearn for the time,

Where i need not go a mile,

To get a true smile,

Over the demeanour

That is real and only mine.