I can put away the pill;
I haven’t put away my pain;
But sleep is lured to me,
As fatigue strives again.
The draining of the heart
Is a gruelling process –
a rigmarole of feeling
That affords no recess.
Four words from someone
Can tear you down;
Four words can also freely
Send in the clowns.
I want to try and see
If I can earn some sleep
Without its torturing –
Or its rest being deep.
If I can be let go,
Despite love and living,
It’s time to take heed
And start a self forgiving.
I could not keep you happy all the time.
(You could not do the same for me, too.)
But I gave you every thing that was mine –
All of my hopes and smiles I shared with you
Who stays happy all the time in love? (I ask.)
I’ve been in love before and I’ve made it last.
Making true love live is an easy task:
It predicts the future; learns from the past.
I didn’t keep you happy not all the time –
But you made choices through all of our fights!
There were many smiles (which u now decline)!
I made you family, I gave you equal rights!
I have my faults and, yes, you have your own –
So why am I the only one to blame?
Why must I alone be left to atone,
When you have forsaken our very names?
It takes two to tango, here, three could dance;
I was willing to share with you progress
But you resolved not to give us a chance
And succumbed to finally regress.
Love for me doesn’t alter with hours and weeks.
Sex may dwindle, but that’s never the end;
Now I have nightmares. A woken fear speaks:
‘All he ever did with you was pretend.’
As I mourn your loss,
I mourn everything,
That time takes away
And death tends to bring.
Two loves have come to absence
But there is mom, aunt and sis,
And I have anxious furkids,
Who wait for attention’s kiss.
The world is on lockdown
And gives reasons for art.
It calls to a poetry
That rips from the heart.
I have chores and work:
Money matters like dirty dishes:
They have no sense of fatigue
Like love’s earliest wishes.
I have surrendered joy
To the fate-like powers.
I work at relationships
And I live through these hours.
My past knows I survive.
As the tears dry, I will know, too,
Sure, as the future knows life,
Life shall be known by you.
Hearts Still Care 
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