The day when I first saw her,
she did blush.
The next time we met,
a giggle was shared
As friendship turned to love,
And roses began to bloom,
For she was the tender petals,
And me the thorns that protect her.
As we shared vows,
And decided to be bethrothed,
The threads of our love,
soon transformed into ropes.
Whatever I did,
Wherever I went,
The only thing I could see,
Was a glimpse of her,
No more I need friends.
For she was all I needed,
When everything seemed to be in place,
Came that fateful phase
Fought both of us
Like cats and dogs,
Through the day through the night
For 3 complete days
For when we fought
She did cry
But I didn’t shed a tear
For I was hard shell
But little did I know
Harder the shell, softer the core
For when she left home
I missed her the most
Regretted I all time
Hoping that she would soon return
Searched her length and breadth
But couldn’t find a trace
The next day news about her did arrive
But also dismissed my last hope
A truck had taken away her life
Along with mine
Cried I for the first time,
For the vacuum created in my heart
She had broken her vow
to always be together
Responsible was I for her death
For that quarrel had taken away her life,
If I had not been a hard shell
She would have been alive
Was I guiltier than a murderer?
For I killed my own lover
I remember her face
Right when tears rolled out from her eyes
Tears, those which took her life away
Lost was she in my thoughts and
unable to even see the truck
she did leave this mortal world
Going down the memory lane
Thinking about that fateful day,
For the last thing we did together
Was to fight
Penning this poem I am
Tears roll out of my eyes
For I always do wonder
What would have happened had we not fought
Folks, I would give you only one advice
To quarrel with your loved ones
If you do have the courage
To undergo my fate
