My hands at poetry- 2

Days I waited

For a miracle to happen

But soon realised

It was a now or never

It was me who had to deliver

As her chat list

Began to swell

For me an alarm bell

It was high time

I had to do something

And I panicked.

Picked up arguments

Fought for her

Grabbed a pen

Wrote for her

Turned insecure

Also for her

None of them helped.

Instead I went down

the pecking order

Perhaps it was me

The new me she didn’t like

My mood changes showed

A sudden spike

Perplexed if it was me

Or she

Who changed

Or was I deluded

All this while


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