My March..

You asked me what’s wrong,
I knew I am not strong.
It hurts me like I expected,
That you are far under graded.

Smiles on your face,
Contaminates me like ash,
Muddles my consciousness,
Scattered in my every heartbeats.

Seems like a cursed March,
Seems like a blessed March.

Confusing by the bad and good,
Should I move on?
Or should I stay put?

You appeared with surprises,
Tearing off my loneliness.
Occupied me with hugs,
Filled me with laughers.

Seems like a cursed March,
Seems like a blessed March.

Buzzing me with sweetness and sorrow,
Should I stay drowning?
Or should I just ignore?

You left for your journey,
Detaching from my circle,
Sadden me with the memories,
Pulling me out from a dream.

A curse of March!
A bless of March!
(For the someone I met in this month. You bring joys and surprise in my life but yet you sadden somehow. I will be good, I will be fine, I promise.. It’s just me alone like always anyway..)

Written by,
Tere..