Maple Leaf............... Poem by Sebastine Humaemo

Silent day, with no words to say
walking my way, she asked me to stay
seeing my eyes she asked me a gift
when my lips asked what was it about
with a smile she said, make me a sketch

It was about the poem made on our depart
with tears I said, sorry I cant make it out
for that with smile she said again
whether you like it or not
just make it out

Though its the first gift, as a lover she asked
I couldn make it out
because it speaks about our depart
days had passed and she asked me the sketch
tears hidden I said
just give me somemore time

There born a fight again
she said am not worthy enough to feel her love
what all explanations I just gave
torn into pieces and got burried in a grave

But now am ready with the sketch she had asked
however she is not ready
even to have a look at the sketch
when she left me alone, with the maple leaf I have made
tears rolling down I just felt
pitty Iam, I couldn't make her first and last gift............