Sad Fairytales

                A mate the loving finds.

They loved.
But never knew.
And never truly told about it to each other.

And for no reason thought,
They still could totally pursue
Their independence. Real unity them never seem to bother.

They had bright dreams
To solely fulfill for start,
As both imagined deep in hearts, when they were opened.

Yet all the fears,
That kept their lives apart,
Unhappily remained inside unfelt, unspoken.

She was so scared
And prayed so earnestly
To dear God for never feel to lose him.

She prayed, he cared
About her love as honestly
As he conveyed to her in words of never ending hymn.

He was a wit
Not easy to seduce,
His feelings marching to commands of clear mind,

And then it hit:
His heart love wants to choose,
But love is weak, he thought, and therefore resigned.

I never loved you,
Once upon a time he said,
The words are sharp as knives between her shoulders,

And in the fume
Of falling dreams they ever had
Appeared of gloom unbreakable rude borders.

The light at hearts,
They should have held on to,
(When live becomes so tough, it only checks intention)

Was precious art,
The holy gift for two,
They should have tried to save, no need to mention.

When mind commands
Over the souls, their voices tamed,
It seems, no mind can ever take the blame.

As for the hearts,
They bear not sad fairytales.
And dear God is also crying. Crying over them.


8-9 October 2024