A known stranger

a poem by Sathya N K

It was the season of autumn
My life was flowing as smooth as a river
It was when the first drop fell from skies into my water
Causing few ripples all around
The blurred vision gave way to clarity soon
And the image got clearer, nearer and dearer

He ran all around to get what I wanted
He lent his shoulder when I needed
He got all the things to eat and things as gift’s to keep
He gave all that he can, from his time to friendliness
He made me feel elated in his presence

I believed and reciprocated the same
I cared for him, worried for him, cheered for him
I symbolize him as the greener pasture of my life
I was proud to call him as my friend
And Yes, I missed him in his absence.

Thunder struck one day when clouds gathered thick and black
I was jolted by his dismal behavior.
Spreading Un-wanted messages all around
He betrayed me triggering sheets of anger within
I was shocked and thoroughly disappointed by act of his
How could he do this to me? I believed him so much.

Now the volcano erupts at the very thought of him and his past
As the iron curtain swirl down within, totally aghast
Today I stand wondering why this had to happen to me
At first the pleasure followed by pain.
Why should he walk in and walk out of my life?
Is that just to remain as a known stranger?