It pains when I am right nevertheless I am I know you will leave because they always have One selfishness on my part On highway you move out the exit the moment I give you a pass I don't want to see the seethe in your eyes they often roll down especially when one of us could partake of the mercy so unfound I am not a saint not even close just that fairness is my heart's desire Seeing you down that path gives me an unwanted hope. no one has won against the fire burns and bruises has everyone suffered this won't be same because only one would be emerging from between those flames. I am happy I could do it on my own no help required no mercy plea with God a hurt of you temporary to save agony later what of me another truth in my ledger ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ...
Banters of an enamoured soul, in all shades of grey. Life. Poetry. Some Proses. Light and Dark.