Meaningless Love…

it is always one question,
That bothers me in my mind…
Am I wrong or am I right?
Am I the reason?
Or people who are jealous,
Are the cause of our fight…

Things between us,
Were so calm and quiet,
Our love got jinxed-
Now we always end up in a fight…
The question still stays the same,
In my head every night,
Why is so that we always end up in a fight?

There are days that I feel she loves me,
And some days that she loves me not…
Some day like a moon-
She is so soothing and loving…
Some days like a hot sun-
She turns around so harsh and rude-
With frowning face she goes so wild…

All the loving words,
Change to words of hate-
Is it a beaten relation?
Where to salvage this love is too late…
It certainly is not love-
As she ruined my peace and health…
And she never cares…
She feels no sorrow-
Whatever she comes up with…

Waiting for few days-
Maintaining the silence…
Once again to pamper me-
Asking for a sorry she makes an appeal…
Saying she will never repeat,
She makes that a deal…

She comes again hammering me,
Passing days two or three-
With painful words…
She sets me free-

Am I a friend or an enemy?
Does she love me or not?
With these questions-
Each night I sleep in a boiling pot…

If this she call her love-
A relation which she says-
Was made by the heaven above…
Then where goes all that love and respect?

It is better in her heart,
That I am forgotten…
To pour more bitterness in this relation,
It is better for us to part…

Her piercing words,
Her soothing kiss,
Will never be forgotten…
As long as I live-
In my heart who loved her,
Always she will be missed…

 

Pimmi Nag © 2016