Was it a tryst of destiny that

Brought us together…..maybe?

But we chose a path and walked together

On the way we came across many a garden…..

You chose to pick the flowers….

While I chose the thorns

Yet we walked together… for a while

And then we strayed!

Why

Why did we stray?

Maybe the flowers you picked wilted

While the thorns remain

And the thorns hurt

They pierce

They shred

They transfix

Yet they stay

Why the pleasure so short lived

And the pain prolonged?

Have the days gone shorter

And the nights long?

I live d my yesterdays

To look for the meaning

While you looked

For a meaning to live

Was this the thought

That split us apart?

Why does it hurt so much

When you know?

But it hurts

It hurts deep down

Will my thorns remain?

While you go ahead and

Pick the flowers in your path

Do I get a choice?

To change the choice I made

All those yesterdays

The thoughts of yesterdays

Fill my todays

And the tears they bring

Blur the vision of the ‘morrow

In pursuit of the truth

I lost all I had

And I know not

When it changed

The truth that was

To begin with

I thought I had lost you

When you were still mine

Now I know that I’ve lost you

You ask me to wear a smile?

‘least you could tell me

Where and when we crossed the turn

Along the path you left me

‘Cause I’ve lost ME somewhere out there

I know the road we left behind

Is dark and cold

And I have to tread the path alone

Yet I have to find ME

Can the self go on without me?

Out of context though….did they say

Life is a bitch…..or….

Life is a BEACH?

If I could understand my yesterday

I’ll feel much lighter today

To focus on purpose that awaits

In tomorrow’s wake

With or without

A choice not for us to make

It’s a turn of fate

Only the ‘morrow would take !

…..C’MA