Bless

Years have been passed & a few more to go.

Halfway down & Second half to go.

Waited.

And Still waiting for someone,

Who will never let me go.

Life is getting tougher.

And She still thinks me a duffer.

I am taking myself closer.

But She don't even know;

She is the composer.

We,both taking it too long.

Only I feel the lyrics of her song.

By each day passing,She makes me strong.

Hope one day She will realise,

I wasn't; my way of expressing was wrong.

My heart is what she still holds.

She hates but she never told.

I am the one who always scrolls.

Just because I want,

My story to remain untold.

All get mixed up like a mess.

It is going like a game of the chess.

I can't find the sign of success.

Now I realise,

Her rejection ,the only Bless.