She really was a keeper,
But it wasn't enough to keep her
With me till the end of time;
Coz time defies everything,
Long time with her, I've been
But forever, she can't be mine.

I had my heart in right place,
It's been a long time, she says,
And need a little time to think through;
I had a hunch but it's not reality,
She called to tell how she loved me,
What happened, I don't have no clue.

She was not the most beautiful,
Still I wonder why I fell for her;
Neither did she have those flattery eyes,
Nor it was, a moment's spur.

It all happened slowly and gradually,
Took me almost a year to realise that;
Those moments were little but meant plenty,
Oh boy, do I still today, fantasize that.

I liked some girls while I hung out with her,
****, I even dated a few;
But she was still in some corner of my heart,
I took nearly a year to tell her or maybe, two.

But still we never got together,
Because it'll only ruins things, she said.
I can't look in her eye if mine burst, I replied,
My heart was in the right place & so was my head.

I didn't forget her till date,
Nor will I ever stop loving her;
But we're way past those days,
It all looks like a big fat blur.

Hard to remember the last time that I saw her,
Maybe it was at the supermarket at the corner;
Wait, no it was the bar that I still go to,
Then, I realised it was me who adorned her.

She still never ceases to amaze me,
My vulnerable heart, did she plunder;
She wasn't that beautiful, as such,
Why did I fall for her, I wonder?

I don't want to be a pawn of someone's life,
Let it be my friends, my dad or my wife;
I decided to stay all alone,
Alone in an empty room and roam;
They kept throwing stones at me,
I fall and they only come to see;
They think I'm weak,
But not weaker than they think;
I'll make such a success streak,
They'll remember me at every blink.

I tried and tried, work hard and harder,
I climbed my way up with every ladder;
I kept walking all alone,
Focused on desting and hence no roam;
Stones were still coming at me,
I knew, some day, they'll all make plea;
They think I boast,
Not more than they do;
And here's a toast,
For they crushed and I flew.

Being at the top, I didn't cease to run,
This time no stones, they came with a gun;
I kept running all alone,
With a fear of an ugly substitute of stone;
Bullets were coming at me,
I had no option but to flee;
They think I'm no man,
I'll wait for the day I'll be free;
I'll tell them then, who ran?
With the grandest hunting spree.

On a bonfire night, I asked her,
Do you mind if I sit here?
She not only moved to make room,
But also offered me a bottle of beer.

It was that long ago when,
I fell for her and that fire;
I told her a month later though,
She be the lady and I, her squire.

She left me for some other guy,
On some other day, some other time;
It was the half past noon when,
All this happened and I, for once couldn't rhyme.

Why is it so important to move on and why after every dark night, there's a hopeful dawn?
I asked myself why do relations with friends, love fades away and also faced a dilemma in agreeing to it in the first place.
****, you lot who thought that I was the only one who could help them. Aren't you the fools to not notice the lies told by them?
How do I work my way through that one girl I liked? I never noticed that I'm still young and I never hiked.
And since I never hiked I always remained low but was loyal to humanity. But being more of a human drives me to insanity.
I don't know if the last sentence was a question. Maybe, it was or maybe not. But being good to anyone is like marking in the darkness, a dot.

It all came back when she knocked my door one afternoon,
My love could've been stretched to and back from the moon;
I had enough supper to feed her and her child,
While I happily starved for her in the summer that wild.

She left the next month and I went berserk,
Went scouring for her and skipped a months' work.
Deep in my heart, I knew she had reconciled,
With her ex-husband, in the summer that wild.

I can't open my heart again for I knew it was broken,
She came back again with a truth outspoken;
That she wouldn't ever go back for she'd been exiled,
And my heart started beating again, in the summer that wild.

If I had only known that we just had over a month,
I wish there was a sign, to alarm me, just once;
But the problems she bore were never too mild,
It got enough of her and she passed, in the summer that wild.