Wicked Envy

Like the fading rain the summer tempest ends,

Yet again, to return someday once again

But to no one’s ease or pain.

But again, the summer tempest sets yet again.

 

This time around, luck fell a little too short

And crash landed even before it took off;

How firm I held the ice between my palms,

Even swifter it melt away.

 

In nature’s monopoly, who are we humans

To question its mysterious ways,

In desperate surge of soothing remission,

Forbids nourishment to the sapling.

 

A dream I’ve harboured all my life,

Blazed his eyes of jealousy.

Leaving me no choice but to behold,

Him rob everything out of me.

 

Yes, this time around, I’ll pretend

That I just did not see.

But given a chance to hold you again,

I dare heaven, stop me..!!

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