Him Poem by Pk99 Sibal

Years ago i had met him
And saw him still and clear
Sitting by himself among all, different from the peer.
Had his own sense to talk and amuse the crowd. Blended well we, i had always thought.
Years rolled and i could feel a sense arouse in me, that made the world die leaving him just for me....
But who knew what potted in his head, never once showing his true self.
He talked and aided my every course. Stood like a shelter where i could repose.
Then one fine day i gave a start and told the young man the story of my heart.
He heard and listened, still and patient. Then put the phone down and changed the drift of my fascination.I waited each day but he never arrived. I loved him no matter what he said or why he lied..
He had left me i knew and threw away myself, on a rigorous path to change, in what i had always dwelt.
Waited i for several long years, never once giving up the hope to love him again or shed tears.
Things changed and so did i. Found men to court but none like him, (this i cant deny.)
Years hence came the news of his departure and tore my heart into a million fractures..
Now i felt was a sign to go, and clear the mischap that had broken my soul.
He was there i went to talk. We talked and it felt the old times lighting our pasts.
It felt so good and warm it did, i swayed away in a mirage (i think that was it) .
Depending again on the hombre felt so safe, it led me on a different way.
In each talk i had the same prayer on, 'dont break me again like the years gone'.
Promised the soul not to do that again and assured me a life of togetherness and sane......


Ambigous is the road i'm leading on. Tumbling and falling, i have to caution forlorn.
Putting my faith once more in HIS flair, i wish i dont lose myself in his glare.........