Poem

Sitting down
I think of the word and
What it is turning into.
No more time for yourself
Nat.

The good has always stayed,
But will the bad be strong enough?
Strong enough to even destroy my
principles in life.
It is a barrier that I have to keep
strong and undamaged, for even
the slightest exposure of this barrier
might crumble it to pieces.

I need to up my defence, for it is becoming
Weaker.
So weak until I become vulnerable
To anything.
Even the wind.
It has blown me away.
Yet
Like a flower bending in a breeze,
I'm utterly swayed by the charm of the wind.


Nothing was ever said
Yet the TWO knew
What love they had between them.
Unspoken mutual exchange,
The both of them gave up almost anything
for each other.

One waited too long,
gave the other up. Just at that time,
the wait other.
Then, role reversal, the other was
waiting for the one now.

Sitting almost the closest, words were
meant to be said. Nothing ever came out
from those tender lips of yours.
WHY?
Only the chemistry can explain why.