Robinson Jonathan Dare

She was my loftiest dream, yet my darkest & lengthiest nightmare

She was the sole spring of joy, yet the dam of pains

She was my strength, yet my achiles' heel


I wished she never stopped talking, yet I rued she spoke

She was d treasure I wished I never lost, yet I wished I never longed for

I wished I could worship her for eternity, but then my half-decade worship was vanity

She was my best friend, yet my own worst enemy

She was d only godess I prayed never to vanish, yet I imagined shouldn't have existed but fate banished

But d coin was tossed into the air,

it spinned recklessly & said: 'nay'

Dreams shattered!

Wishes decended from horses...

Nay, if I were to make such wishes again