At last the mysteries unfold,
Clarity shows, cheat untold.
Dilemma, I laugh or do I frown?
Splendid nonsense was the only gown.
Shame, Insult, it was to memory!
Stupidity, something that was scarcely savory.
Rested my head on my palm,
Bearing grief, awaiting calm.
How do I face those who helped me out?
Saved my insides falling into a bout,
Yet the truth has to be spread,
The news of someone alive, not dead.
Lie, blasphemy they had committed,
Advantage of the events, they knitted!
We had trouble, Her and me,
She dint want me, so we did parley!
It was sorted out, I was out!
She turned too, decent, no shout.
I would have cried away the loss,
But then there was this call, started with a pause,
She's been hit they said, an accident!
So loved her, can’t bare a dent.
It pulled me back to her, to comfort her,
You see, I truly loved her!
No! They stopped me, prohibited,
I wasn't let to see her, prevented!
I kept to calling, asking about,
Pulling up dear ones, heavy emotions to spout!
I cried, hoped, prayed for her health,
But they said, she was dying, such stealth!
Then the CALL, I'm sorry, she’s no more!
My insides burned, tore!
Tears of blood rolled,
Why me? I looked up and roared,
She is no more, no more!
I can still smell the dress she always wore,
AAh! She had asked me to stay away,
But she left me now, gave way!
She's no more, no more!
It stabs my heart, my core.
Essayed to join her, but gave up!
My loved ones here, made me screw it up!
It took a month, for me to get down,
To accept what has happened, chuck frown!
I was fine now, kept behind the past,
Found peace in my life, found a supporting mast!
Dream about her quite often,
Sweet people around helped me soften,
But wait, something else happened,
Something else that had me weakened,
SHE WAS ALIVE!
All through the while, she did thrive,
A tale, falsehood, a plot so perfect,
She was alive, back from the trauma's effect.
I had been cheated,
Fell into the plan plotted,
They dint want me in her life,
This which brought up the initial strife,
They knew we were together,
Wanted to poison us, from nether.
Sacrilege! Profanation! Desecration!
Love in its probation.
She was not involved, they say!
In this whole drama, shameful play.
Sweet soft soul hers is,
As heavenly as a mother's kiss!
They had hurt her, made her agree,
No room, no chance to flee!
Why did they have to kill her?
Alongside kill me? Ask me to suffer?
The poison, venom grew,
And in anger a blade I drew.
Broke through the door, with wrath!
Doing off with anyone in the path!
Simple stab, simple slain.
Ended their life, felt no pain
Looked at my love, with hatred and love,
But through the hatred, love simply stove.
She looked puzzled, scared,
The one who meant my life! And now my blade,
Bunked with her, away outside!
To freshness, we shall betide!
Dedicated to the one who needs to live!
A poetry spite at the one who failed to give.
