” Apology and Reply “
I was in a good mood then , and something happened just after that text ,
What was it ? How bad can it be ? How worse it , could have had been ?
My friend , did think about all of it ;
I made a sneaky escape then ,
I spoke not much after that , I resisted my hate for a while then ,
Hate , for the past incident ,
For , that I cherish not meanwhile , and wont ever in the future ever .
What exactly was it ? What is this all about ? Enough of curiosity , it is .
Once upon a time , like many great stories , this was woven too ,
I was in a my high school , riding high on smiles , with few junks nearby ,
Like every success story has a black sheep puking onto it , I had one such too ,
Day went like horses , but junk kept rusting even worse ,
I could bear that least then , when I thought to put a stop to that rust ,
The junk , poured some onto me , I held it away , off me ,
Then came even more of it , I couldn’t stand still ,
I spoke , for my respect , under my will ,
I said , that I should not have had otherwise ,
But , it was justified , for that moment , that was not very wise .
I wished not to hear it ever again , but time did bring me there again ,
A good friend , did poke a fun , she was unaware of ,
The rust came back again , and so did the whole picture along ,
I was taken back , for a “while” ,
That “while” grew a bit more long and grew into hours of tension and worries ,
My friend felt sorry for her words , and I felt sorry too .
She knew not what she spoke , I knew she didn’t mean to ,
She deserved an apology , she deserved her time to smile , I guess ,
That moment , shook her that bad , that she forgot anything she had ,
She missed her meeting with the Lord ,
She missed to smile , for very long , for a reason I gave her ,
I am sorry for all of it , I said in mere words I could ,
I did my best to set things on the roll , back again .
A good friend is a good friend , she accepted the apology ,
And made her reply shine brighter than mine ,
She accepted all of it very gently and warm heart ,
We were back on the jolly ride , fun and off the rusty scene ,
Near the coast of joy , closer to relief .
What really are best friends for ? This is it , this is it
– Bharath R