No one has to know
She was his wife
He was my friend
I couldn’t help
But fall for her
Her wide brown eyes
And sparkling smile
Made me trip
And skip a beat.
I watched her laugh
I watched her cry
I couldn’t act
He was my friend.
When she started
Smiling for me
I was torn
Loyalty or lust?
I let her join
My friend list
And promised myself
Nothing more.
Till she confessed
Her inability
To love him
Or any man.
She was forced
To make a choice
This marriage
Or the asylum.
She chose the former
To please the people
Who tried in vain
To pray away the gay.
That is when
I took her hand
And vowed
To never let go.
I can be a spinster
She can be a wife
With society’s blessing
No one has to know.
Hi,
I was browsing Orinam when i came across your poem. It is full of emotions and meaningful. Wish i could read more of your writtings..
Anbuden..Just me Vk