Last night, the door
Creaked of your broken promises,
False hopes and your insincere words
As it did-
I whined with tears flowing inconsolably
Wrestling with those noises
Pining for your presence.
Fighting one-sided, I gave up reluctantly.
This door- thick oaken panel
Stood by me in the storms of revulsions
Quite unlike you- but-
As tough as you!
I have an opinion, most people do; on most of the topics streaming live from the virtual world. People compound their persuasions through debates, discussions, unnecessary rants and caustic words exchange. I don’t really mind all this. You see, I am so habituated by the ongoing theatrics on social media platform. I am an indifferent subtle observer seldom indulging in such pernicious tableau.