Every week I come to the lake, To talk and look at you as always, But sometimes I feel you don't listen And you have gone too far. I remember the day we met, You came to me like summer, Bright and shining Fresh and green as the summer garden. The tiny pimples on your cheek Said hello to me. I remember how we connected, And before we know, We became inseparable, Like a neatly solved jigsaw puzzle, We solved each other. Our friendship thrived through hard times, And we survived most storms together, Seeking shelter in each other's arms. But never did I realise the mechanics of the mind, Your mind worked in mysterious ways and whenever I tried to enter, You shut the doors and sealed them. You never reached out for help or a tissue, But kept on amusing me with your buffoonery. It was only when your cold body was taken out of the lake, I realized you were more than a buffoon, You danced with a heavy heart, And I saw the bruises from dancing on your cold l
Expressions penned with feathery Excalibur!