A sleepless night
Thoughts have a fight.
Shooing away the dark thoughts under the lamp burning bright
I hope my friend’s result comes out right
Our journey started together,
Our Friendship delicate as a feather,
Braved the storms and beautiful weather
Just hoping the result doesn’t shred her.
I recall the day I has passed,
She hadn’t, but still she laughed,
Her deep sorrow, well masked,
Ignorant I was to never ask.
The rising sun brought in the day,
To every deity I did pray,
Oh lord give us good news and no dismay,
Chalking possibilities and things I would say
“Result declared” the internet said,
Fingers crossed, I sit upright on my bed
Rising thirst no water can quench
Other than the sight of her jumping with joy on the wooden bench
Moments later I look at her,
The dejected face confirmed by worst fear
Gets up and walks away
I run behind, I’ll walk with you I say.
Moist eyes, drooped face
Steps towards me ignorant of her open shoe lace
And clings to me and hugs me tight,
Embracing her with feeble might
There always comes a time when things are utterly not right
It’s at these times you need to stand up and give a fight.