I regret that moment,
The moment you
were disappointed,
got angry,
became despair,
gave up,
moved on,
You may have
grumbled curses under your breath,
hit me an invisible bludgeon,
kicked in the shin,
punched in the stomach,
thrown water on my face,
I wish you to have done it all,
shouted in place of deafening silence,
reprimanded rather than ignoring,
broke bones instead of hopes,
slapped as opposed to staring,
unleashed your wrath,
Atleast you would have spat,
the venom of bitternes,
latched the broken chains,
dumped the past,
moved to sort differences,
ironed out the wrinkles,
And healed our relation
the Japanese way,
mending cracks with gold,
ornated with fine shining lines,
the pot of relationship,
brandishing unbreakable bond,
Neither one of us is perfect,
but imperfection binds us,
the acceptance of errors,
differentiates us,
each anomaly is a stepping stone ,
to reach acme of Xanadu.
Meshroy 