Apparently, I have been rejected.

So, naturally  feel dejected.

Agreed, she is extremely beautiful.

But now, her and mine, cup of woe almost seems full.

She is, obviously angry with me,

and I think that to my heart, she is the only key.

The reasons are known, some unknown.

But the heart of a poor guy is torn.

The subject me: she wants to forget

The subject she: is my target

She wants to keep away,

And I want to have my say.

Now, will she ever call back?

Or have I finally become a boring jack?

The Parting

The moment has come,

We both dreaded,

And yet awaited,

With a stony silence.


And today,

the mist is thicker, the light is dimmer.

and the world is a graveyard.

I reach out,

to hold your hand,

but it’s not there.


I see a tear in an eye, a tremble on a lip

And as I reach out to soothe

.. nothing is there.


The mist of the world is heavy and cold,

I see you,

but you are not there.

And so we part,

I, with the memories of your love, your warmth, your charm.

And you remembering,

that I was a coward!