A stranger to their lives and tales
It was a beginning.
Deviated, by the presence
Ready to tread along pathways anew.
To discover, me in our world.
To discover; that enchant in you.
Losing all purpose,
As with interventions grew bonds
so strong; I had undermined,
I was caught in the web,
The only escape, was leaving one of the pieces behind.
The new bud unfolded to cause quite the buzz,
Till when all that you once wished for, seemed to be offered to you at one stroke,
on the tray with ashes of a previous smoke.
There were no stones to unturn
For all was lost, all that mattered
To each his grief, seemed too hard to share
To rediscover, for what was it fair?
Betrayal to one, lying to another
Eventually drifted away, to distant lives.
With each experience, was a memory revisited.
Was the mistake realised.
Was the worst that brought out the best.
