The tears of Kaput Heart
BY TIISETSO MATTHEW THIBA
Days and rains approach him with happiness and smile
And knock on his doors of life
He was the most delighted man in the earth
When he met her for the first time
Life was promised them all the best
They have taken their life gradually and hopefully
They were still enjoying the melody of hurdy-gurdy
Love is hush-hush
How beautiful it was when they emerged on the
Face of the society, hand to hand even some have been
Sceptical about the pair.
But they were perfect on their own.
Lies and cheating they were buried uncounted feet underground
Loyalty and faithfulness is power to defeat the difficulties and the
Bad odds of life
Even they can detour through the valley of death
They were aiming to be the soldier at war enthusiastically for the triumph
But this man was cry the tears of blood
He was ecstatic interior and exterior
With an ant grin on his face when he talked about her
One day came sneaking to impale its spear into his heart
And demoralise his hope, but he is the man of his words
He never surrenders easily
Someone intervened between them
This soul keen his soul mate
In life they say friend could become lovers
Indeed they became lovers and he was the spectator of that saga
When she distinguish she said she wasn’t considering him sternly
Though he was; poor serene man writhe and crawl through predicament
Of mire because of her.
It really hurts him
Plenty of why’s question, force itself hurl into his head
His inception to ask himself
Why she made him hurt when she was supposed to sympathise him
Why she patronised him instead of granting him respect
Why she made him cry instead of wiping tears and silver stripes on his cheeks
Is she the wrong choice at the right time?
Does she adore him even when she hates him?
Is she grinning even when she loathes him?
The man's heart was indeed broken into pieces like a jamjar and vase.
His premonition was one united family
With two to three kids though society and families
Gets increased which fascinating
He kept his pledge like they vowed from the beginning
Deeming of a good family with no one seemingly around
Living happily ever likes birds with no spy’s and loathers
To fade the blooming rose
Considered her as a dolly-bird, beautiful like African Monarch
With flawless GOD beauty.
The man cried like a helpless child in the lion den
His crying was din and whooping like a startling singing a heartfelt note.
Tiger was ultimately cry-out
Even many say tiger don’t cry but he should cry to armour his health
From the opulent heart-attack
He was forever trying to surplus his shore up and his kind-hearted to her
But it was seems like it wasn’t adequate for her.
He exonerates her one to three times and tries to let it go to move on
As we know it’s always easy for the folks to say this forgive and forget.
Even though he never sinned her.
His dreams were turned into nightmares
Because he was thinking with her nothing is impossible and unreachable
He was a grounded man, mollified man
Sometimes love could stem the stalwart
No matter how hard you could strive
Why’s questions kept on haunting him
Asking himself why he should bleed if she loved him?
Why should his soul laid to rest in peace if she still loved him?
Why he should rot in jail while she still on his picture?
No answers fulfilled his questions then.
He wishes he could Premont troubles from afar like hallowed prophets
He was turned to be a bitter fruit
Being a nasty taste in people's mouth
In his utterly life he certainly not loathe any soul
But he started by the male acquaintances of his hidey gorgeous queen
Hate him even his foot-path
He again forgave his drop-dead gorgeous for the fourth time
He again said life must goes on and head for success
Sometimes it’s hard to bury the pain, but it has to be buried in peace
