Monday, September 21, 2020

Is This Fair?

 

Is This Fair?

 


I panted and I gasped;

I ran and I raved

My body, feeble and fatigued

With a longing unrequited

 Dragged my feet all along

In a helpless pursuit

Of your mercy and your grace,

Your love and that cheerful face.


 


Far far away as if yonder the ridge

You rambled your carefree ways

Jovially and joyfully

Never even bothering to see

How I longed for you.

And today you say I didn’t care?

Tell me dear, is this fair?

Oh, What you Cruel Time....

 

Joys, laughter, fights, tears and of course all

Love, care, romance; even things quite small

Are now a memory, oh what you cruel time!

Have robbed me off the glory of my youth prime.

 

Flashing in mind are all those innocent mischiefs

Happiness was the desire king, no sense of griefs

Fear that we knew not, and the tiny heart so bold

Everything a past now, gone is an era of gold.

 

Left with me now are but the petty rules to bind

My life entirely bereft of the joys of all kind                           

Willing desperately to go back now I turn behind

How badly I wish time that I could rewind.