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    Three Mothers

    That day, two people died.
    No she was alone in the car.
    (Thank God for that, some said)
    But a tiny life vaporized
    Far, far away.
    Sniffles, tears, mourns, sighs,
    Man in the hall
    Baby in the bedroom.
    The maid rocks and strokes,
    The baby knows better.
    “Oh, she’s dead! The love of my life!
    Twenty years I have loved her! Twenty!”

    A week later, she moved in.
    Prettier than the first, the baby thought.
    Reds, pinks, oranges flutter about
    A touch of lipstick, a dab of rouge
    We have a party to attend, after all,
    (There’s always a party)
    And you’re not invited!
    Wails go unheeded
    Feminine tantrums pampered.
    Diapers everywhere
    What’s the maid for, after all?
    All alone at night?
    You know I’m scared of the dark.
    What happened to the occasional cuddles?
    The tickles, the giggles, the tucking in?
    A separate room?
    Privacy?
    (What’s that?)
    Whims are adored,
    Milk bottles ignored
    (It was only an inch away)
    The maid’s here overtime
    At least she smiles
    I thought he liked me…
    I could be wrong.
    He seems happier
    But I miss the first smiles,
    The first park totters
    The first family videos-the laughs, the love
    I want to be a part,
    The toys are cute,
    They’re still not you.

    Arguments erupt,
    Fights pick up,
    He screams, she screams,
    There’s banging and clanging.
    There’s more fluttering-scarves, skirts, photo-frames,
    A swish of black, a begging follower
    The door slams
    Cries, screams, pleadings
    (No! No! Don’t go!)

    He bursts in
    (It’s nice to see him again)
    It’s all because of you!
    You won’t stop crying, wailing.
    Why don’t you shut up?
    See what you’ve done!
    Now another’s gone.
    Guilty hugs, fake apologies ensue,
    Reminiscences of old.
    (Where were you all this time?)

    The maid was early
    (The baby glad)
    But she stood perplexed in the hall
    Don’t leave me, too!
    She blushes and tugs at her plait
    Man smiles
    (Relieved)
    She trots into my room
    And my six month old hazels
    Beheld my third mother.

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    There is a long road ahead

    I’ve lost something very precious today,
    I’ve lost something that never ever was,
    I have lost the core of my soul today
    And I mourn in despair for my sad loss.

    I have lost what I once believed was true,
    I’ve lost what I once thought would surely be,
    I have lost what I have believed in for years
    And I cry out in my sorrow-why me!

    A lugubrious expression on my face,
    I do try in vain to our story retrace

    The memories are hazy, but very strong
    And I woefully wonder, “What what went wrong?”

    Teary-eyed I remember those parties-
    Oh, the funthe joythe laughter-so hearty!

    Our school festival-how we danced! How we sang!
    And throughout the day and night, our voices rang!

    Then, we were all the Children of Innocence,
    Then, pride, greed, jealousy were of no essence.

    We all believed in living for the moment,
    And our time together was very well spent.

    We were oblivious to the world outside
    And our immaturity, we did not hide.

    We walked hand-in-hand without a single care,
    Our hopes, our dreams, our ambitions we did share.

    Some said that we were more than just childhood friends,
    Others said we would stick by each other to the end.

    But we did care little to what people said
    And with our own lives, we simply went ahead.

    ‘Friends Forever!’ That’s what we declared to all,
    We would stand united, we would never fall.

    But Alas! The sands of time have changed us now,
    I just don’t see why No I just don’t see how.

    You now confess that you’ve just been using me,
    And my heart cries out aloud, “How can that be!”

    I trusted you! Oh, I confided in you!
    Now that you’re gone, what am I supposed to do?
    I believed you
    When you told me that I was your best friend.
    I believed you
    When you said our friendship would never end.
    My heart would skip a beat
    Each and every time you’d give me that smile.
    My heart would skip a beat
    Every time we would stop and talk a while.

    I ask myself, “Why did it have to end now?”
    “Is there nothing we can do some way somehow?”

    But you give me the answer loud and clear-
    You don’t need me close, you don’t need me near.

    You now say that you don’t want me any more.
    With those words, you kill my heart from the core.

    You now say that we were never ever friends,
    You just needed me to achieve your own ends.

    And now that you are happy, you are content,
    You wish to take back the “friendship” you had lent.

    You tell me that I must move on in my life,
    There is a long road ahead a lot more strife.

    I sniff but say, Yes, I will on, My Love,”
    “I shall take wings of hope and fly like a dove.”

    Your memory will live on deep in my heart,
    But with my faith and hope, my life will re-start,

    For we often lose those whom we love, we trust,
    But to learn to move on in life is a must.

    Im hurt, but I will be okay, I will be fine.
    Between self pity and strength is a thin line

    I sigh as I look back at my so-called friend.
    We were wrong, My Dear, our friendship did end.

    You have moved on now and so shall I, in time.
    To be sad, to be insecure, is no crime,

    But I won’t give in to these feelings of mine,
    I shall move on in my life, I shall be fine.

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