I come again with another poem,
I wonder why I get similar themes,
Why do I write so much about them,
The days lost in deep memory seas.
This is about a man who had a chance
to live a life, different from present.
Not knowing this, he ruined the chance
grieving now for what it meant.
Thinking of the past he lives in hell,
never realizing it seldom changes things.
Even now he can make over well,
With a change in how he thinks.
We see what we want to see
and this man lived all his life
looking at things from his view,
forgetting that looks can be deceptive.
Everything seemed possible to him,
he had many goals to reach and
many more hardships to face,
but he had his girl by his side.
The world seemed beautiful to him,
The flowers and the birds,
The rivers and the clouds,
for he had his girl by his side.
All was well until one day,
An entirely different world
rose before him, taking away,
all memories he built till then.
He always read between lines
that words have different meanings,
but that's what made him lose
his girl, his goals and his life.
He had been imagining things.
It's not what pains him most but,
life he had is no longer a good old past,
only a badly depicted dream.
He could have had a different life,
had he realized it earlier.
Time and Tide wait for none
and life once spent never comes back.
Note: This poem is dedicated to a strange friend of mine, who inspired me to write this from events of his life.
To my friend: I know you are going to read this, but may not realize it is about you. Thanks a lot for making me write something again.
