Two individuals were brought together.

When the ice broke,

They found a friend in each other.

It’s amazing how quick and strong the bonds were built.

Shared laughter, related interests and common obstacles helped foster the guild.

Soon the sparkles dimmed and reach a constant.

But true relationships should endure the toughest moment.

One day in an open discussion,

A difference in beliefs challenges a status quo.

Out came words and confrontation,

That seemed so blizzardy cold.

The sudden mismatch of expectations…

The attempts to spell out logical explanations…

So what should the two do?

At this point they can’t just let the winds uninterruptedly blow.

But the skies have yet to open for the first winter snow.

Seasons come and go.

Are there any true stories of eternity ever told?

Should both be left with only what their history manage to hold?

Have the past investment of time and resources been all a waste?

Both could be entering into a new phase?

And it should not amaze!

Just hope that the process can be wrapped in kindness and grace.

Come what may and let it go.

They’re not just titles of song sang by pro.

The lyrics describe life’s intricacies and the melodies rightly echo.

Wait… It may not be all over.

After all, nothing lasts forever.

Hope for that moment that replicates their wonderful beginning.

Pray for faith that carries both into the same understanding.

All started well but soon you started wondering if you’re in a circus.

Jumping from one hoop to another,

You managed not to falter.

As you started to find your purpose,

The conditions just got worse.

You had enough and can’t take anymore.

This nonsense has to stop so as to stop the fall.

Your wings have grown yet they are broken,

Your dreams weren’t complete and aspiration forsaken.

You leave this place, not with pride but with broken ego;

So I pray that you’ll find hope, press on to reach your goal.

It is an important matter, it is not mild.

Battling disappointments, his and mine.

What is fair, who gets to draw the line?

I know I have tried and put up a good fight.

Yet I still have not found favour in his sight.

I want to surrender and just leave.

But I still have things that I need to stay and weave.

I can’t end the story, not just yet.

Till I have put up a show, with all standards met.

I find comfort in the supports that have emerged.

Never have I thought I have so many allies that converged.

I am now ready to take on the new Mike.

Renewed and reaffirmed, I shall take the first strike.

Under the spinning disco ball, he met Cindy. She seemed to be wearing a pair
of uncomfortable-looking, glassy stilettos.

All went well till the New Year countdown; Cindy just dashed out and disappeared.

Very quickly, Charles met Rozelle and she hinted that her penthouse is in the adjacent tower.

Out of the blue, Bella appeared and shouted “You Beast! How can you betray my sister with this long-hair skank?”

Before Charles could respond, he received a few punches on his face, leaving him looking like a toad.

He muttered a denial and hurried away. Did I hear a rooster’s crow? Is it already dawn?

His mind is still trying to comprehend the night’s procession.

Looking up, he realised eyes were staring at him and the crowd was muttering something about him.

“He’s one of them.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’ve seen you with him.” “No. I don’t know him.”

The rooster crowed again. This time, Peter heard it clearly, broke down and cried.

i cannot stay away,
the colors the light.
like a moth to the flame,
a dance in my flight.
i will burn for things i do under this shadow and not let you out of my sight.