The Trial


 

Milord, I do confess to my crime,

As a promise breaker I do repine,

But earnestly do I too now swear

To do so alone I wouldn’t have dared;

 

Pledged to you I had on all that is pure

Never to love you so deeply for sure,

Nor for you to longingly crave or cry

But to simply share laughter by and by

 

When along with smiles you brought me

Crept in unnoticed a deep love you see,

And on recollecting my promise true,

I tried my best to friendship pursue

 

So firmly set it aside in a corner I did  

Hoping it will pitter away, become tepid

Then opened wide my heart’s doors

Inviting others for a rampage indoors

 

But it stubbornly stayed there, I confess

Refusing to leave or even die under duress

I fed it nothing, I truly swear milord

Starved it, without any food or board

 

It is not my fault if truth now be told

The culprit was your love so strongly bold

Which resolutely decided to there remain

Although I tried to make it leave, in vain

 

So I stand here pleading for a fair trial

Having fallen victim to its cunning guile

Milord, please grant me an acquittal now

So guiltlessly I can to your love now bow…

 ~Horizon~
18th June 2004

 

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