I am tired, of this game,
of the fights, of the blames,
putting thousand of hurdles,
before some sweet moments.
When did it become a show,
put conditions before we disclose,
tender feelings that gently flow,
like rivers towards the ocean.
We don't need barriers, or deviations,
when heart made the decisions,
our efforts should compliment,
not find faults or make excuses.
Every concern needs to be addressed,
still our pride overshadows interests,
making us hesitate, lie, even avoid,
when we want to be sincere & honest.
When did it become Herculean task?
Of simple greetings, meets & chats,
testing patience, adding distance,
creating divergence in our paths.
We have idealized a beautiful life,
where our wishes are prioritized,
but forgot that it demands price,
which we seldom pay . . .
And I am tired of this game,
of walking in an expanding maze,
expending energy in the process,
which should have been reserved,
and time, doesn't wait.
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