Tragedy

a poem by Safir

Memories go down my lane,
with thoughts crept over my vein,
I saw a shimmering light,
frail figure stood besides me wearing a smile…
The smile that hath won me over,
again has come to a blissful shame…

As memories go down my lane,
same thoughts brought me pain,
arrogance was ye friend,
self respect you framed…
As hatred grew with every step, I stood alone unexplained…
with memories that go down my lane…