The well of glade

Do not blame me for it hurts , it was right what you said and I was ashamed

Taking that blame so far thinking it is going to be good and praised

Sympathy is what I needs for my heart is torn and scared

I farewell a queen that ruled not only my heart but also my soul I am afraid

I wished then that I was a stone and my soul was slaughtered with a blade

My brain bled when her eyes leaked as we hugged like sides of spades

I wished not but she drew a line that only God can cross or re state

Patience is merely a cobbled dress that I wear.. upgrade.. but does not aid

I pegged my eyes .. stop pouring or your sight will surely fade

What good is a sight if she’s not .. life then is just one big charade

I run out of excuses so reality answered it is your mistake.. big as a glade

I was granted to rule in her kingdom, and now banned and strayed

Who betrays the virtue of love, life and joy betrays back and raid

I made the bitter potion of longing .. only to drink, cry and fade

They tell me she broke it.. I say I ruined it .. and she was staid

I never thought this day will come.. but I called for it when that mistake was made

I wish I was drugged I wish I was drunk yet I was sober but drained

I wish my Queen was not human for only then she would believe it was decayed

My side never tasted a sight like when beside her on the bed of escapades

I would grant my life for a moment.. back when I was the king of the parade

I would grant my life to go back and travel, crawling to her even on sharp blade

I would grant my life to go back and kill that stupid demon and persuade

God, I beg forgiveness I beg sanity I beg patience and I wish I was prepared

I jumped into a well , that i was hoping to have a  bottom to hit and fade

Instead I am still falling to an endless agony hoping to end if I prayed

I would wait till patience is redefined or death visit me or I get betrayed

Betrayed by death if she goes before me for I die every second made

Aging while hanging onto a straw drowning in her eye and her shade

I whispered to the sky to rain to be touched by the same rain I portrayed

I dream of a dream where I stand before her throne with a trade

Take my soul for one night with you , and that is a fair trade

If you don’t then know this… I would never give up even my soul get abrade

I pray for you with every breath… for my last would have your name arrayed

 

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