The Longest May

Sometimes i wonder, is this a poetry blog...

Well another one to add to some old memories..

The Longest May

It was the longest May,
and every single day.
each moment cherised a lot.
and what happiness
n sadness it bought,

Friends made,
enemies remained.
Goodness Spread.
and some sadness feigned.

Unknows came.
Known they became.
life was then never the same.
was it for real, was it all a game.

Promises made
and some broken too.
Open books read.
and from them,
torn, pages few.

Work ever so hard,
beautiful lives torn apart.
new reasons, new hopes.
and for some, yet another new start.

It all happened in the month of may.
and now i look back.
Smiles and joy still remain.
and some countenances,
still anger, feign.


Well its been many summers since then..