This Melancholy Night

I was happy, I didn’t realise, when it came,

I don’t know what is was, what is this game

Love turned into hate, trust into betrayal, me;

I wonder what not and what to see?

People say me to leave them alone,

“You’re behavior is miserable” I hear often on the phone,

They call me characterless, maybe I seem that frank?

Is it my imagination, I think this is a bloody prank !

Was I that bad, was it mine fault ?

I smiled and accepted each and every assault.

Their words and actions pierce me like a bullet,

I wonder what I did, or more I should let.

Convincing myself, I spent so much time,

That maybe, I should’ve used to make you mine,

The sun never shines here, though the sky bends,

My life ended, but this melancholy night never ends….

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