Who could it have been?
You, who walked with me but wouldn't be seen

Who could it have been?
You, who came and went before we had chance to consider ourselves as more
than
whateverthatwas

Who could it have been?
You, who brought a tidal-term of tiredness, tension and too-tight-space

Who could it have been?
Maybe you, the ally.
The constant safety net who can crack the shell in two
Whose potential lies there bubbling, slowly evaporating
Like driving towards sunset

But it was you.
The realist could-have of all
The love I never felt I earned
because I didn't need to.
My best friend
It
    could
            only
                have
                   been
you.

Nothing hurts me more deeply,
then your
physical silence
and
indifferent
absence
so dead calm
not knowing
if you're living
or colder
in your grave

Speak to me
darling
I love you so.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All rights reserved

Many kings there have been,
Many those who tried to leave their mark,
and thought that they left.
They were destroyed by nature and time,
in some years.
Nature and time, the real kings, they spare none.
Yet, the one who lives for others,
becomes a sweetheart of these kings...


© Manan sheel.

Yes, you people
would have dreamed
of your sweetheart,
A thousand things you
would want to see
in your sweetheart,
Oh! I want but one -
May she love me,
May she love my heart
for its tears,
May she be a gift of flowers,
to my tender heart,
May she fill it with her fragrance,
My tears, her fragrance,
Let these two combine,
And I won't ask for anything else...

© Manan sheel.