Trapped in emotions;
between joy and gloom,
between life and doom;
as I see the old flame
warm his heart in smiles.
Trapped in memories;
they swim before eyes,
like truth between lies;
Had I not been so afraid,
would he have been me?
Trapped within myself;
I seek forgotten answers
to now reborn questions,
realizing that, “I tried”
won’t be enough to free.
Animesh had suggested on my page, Inspire My Art, to write: “Short Poem, not a micropoetry, just a short poem to describe your feelings when you meet one of your best friends of the college after so many years and find out that his wife is the same girl whom you loved but never dared to propose”
– so, glad to say, “Art – inspired, and painted”.
(March 3rd, 2012)