Saturday, April 24, 2010

An Affair to remember

I kept you safe, for the times you warmed my nights
I protected your secret actions, and took on society's angry sights

When blamed for being another's muse, with a desire to rule another's
You were the one that got me there, with the way you broke my way

And then you sat in stern silence, as people enhanced lies based on deceit
 Those with people questioning my sexuality, as though I were someone's meat

Sometimes in life, we're placed in situations, and put in a position
Where the wrong and right cease to exist, and people's judgements price the list

From solemn days, to stoned nights, the candle was lit, and my protective white net above my sight
My windows slanted, with rain drops on the pane, reflecting my inner state and my parallel tear drop fate

When darkness struck, and lightning bolts lighted up my room
I thought of you, and what it would be to lie next to you

My thoughtful words, my teachings and learnings, were no more appreciated
But looked at in plain sexual naivety

When the only relationship that existed in my life was the one I shared with you
You failed to protect me from all these accusational fools

And till today, your face lies silent, with no words to give me
As though my love, were so dirty, that I didn't even deserve any care


I would like to ask my god, why did this happen when all I tried was to be a mother
Yet I've come to realize, I must love you so much, that I denied the world the truth

I could go on to say that I was heart-broken, manipulated, even prey to people's games
Yet I reside in the way, that I missed you every night, woke up to you in my mind
and worked with all that was available every time

It's strange how people will believe anything, even after they've known you for a while
But wait, I believed in those, who used me to add oil to a burning plight

People say, don't worry, it'll come back in karma, just set your sights
But really, I don't care, because who are people, if not one another's reflections

Perhaps they are so insecure, that they use you to get rid of their personal frights
Which suddenly explains, what happened all those times!

I remember my silence, that peaceful stir, portrayed as an 'evil character' from some sleazy book
It was kinda fun, the drama always inspires me to do better

And yet I became stronger, and it showed me, who was there to stick, and who was at a turn

So then you see, while memories in my mind are scarred and burnt
Whilst people might think I'm that which is their concern

The truth is, how can you know, when you rarely see my fun