September 14th, 2008.
I had been messaging my friend till late into the night, discussing relationships and loads of other topics. It was then that I decided to whip up this poem. It’s not really a poem, just random thoughts chronicled in a reading order. But then, I thought it would be better that way. Read it… It’s about mom and me…
So many differences of opinion
So many clashes,
So many strains,
So many fights.
Life is the home of broken dreams.
Life is a parody,
A comedy of errors,
A sin waiting to unveil.
Above all, life is all about pain
And of relationships.
So many times when things seem dark,
So many times when times turn sour,
I always wonder,
Is it really worth it?
The anger seems to persist
For an hour or two at the most,
We seem to forget it,
And we seem to move on.
This relationship will bear another strain.