Waiting To Forgive You

The poem about my depressing friendship with someone who was never my friend but would say that he is my "best friend".

 

Waiting To Forgive You

Curves, black, red and pale

Every letter written on your school bag

All the words go stale.

Weren’t those written by our friends on the last day

With the colourless markers of age

They are all there, stuck in my head

Like stunning words from a different language.

 

But the leaves shed off

The peaceful blue sky turned grey

The even red turned rough

Where is the hope, where is the ray?

 

I still have the memories of you and me

Our friendship that looked all so true

I still have bells in the back of my head

Believe it or not, I’m waiting to forgive you.

 

Those classes in which we sat together

You taught me hi-fives

And raps of Eminem, I gather.

Remember the drama with your ex-girlfriend?

And the trust that you never had on me?

And when she left you for a new boyfriend

“Warned you long ago, didn’t I, really?

 

I still have the memories of you and me

Endlessly insulting her, until apart, we grew.

I still remember the 12^th of December, when you said “Who’re you?”

But believe it or not, I’m still waiting to forgive you.

 

You trusted me at the last

You came to me, only when you needed.

So here’s this poem as the blast.

Remember how you changed your seats

Was I really that awkward, you adamant?

You had better friends, I understand,

So why did you do the drama of being the best confidant.

 

I still have the memories of you and me

And for all we shared as best friends, I just rue.

Betrayal and insult, is all I ever got.

But still, yes still, I’m waiting to forgive you…

Author's Note

This is one poem which I wrote with extreme sad emotions. Yes, this is completely my story. Everything I and my 'best friend' did. I hope you could feel the heated and watery emotions of this poem.


The tune which might ring with this lyrical piece maybe:

Reviews

[Dana Alsamsam]

this poem was ever so sad and heartbreaking- really focused in on some unique images that come with the difficulty of friendships. especially in high school, relationships can become difficult and complicated, but it helps us learn because in the end we come out knowing who was true and right and who was not. although this may have been sad, i'm sure you learned from it! this was a great piece, your anger and sadness transcended and i love the repetition that you use. good job!

[Shivam Murari]

Yes exactly, great poetess. We, in the end, know, who is wight! And I learned really A LOT from this 'friendship'. Thanks a lot ! :)

[Frieda P]

Forgiveness and friendship are both tough at times. Could feel the betrayal in your words, this could work for a number of relationships....very sad, reminds me of that quote, people come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime, perhaps this one has a reason. Nicely pen'd.

[Shivam Murari]

Indeed, the person came into my life for his benefit and then left, everything. And it is highly curious of how these people never seem to even look back and think of people who they have hurt!
Thanks a lot, Frieda, for reading and reviewing!

[Fernando Pessoa]

In life we ride such waves of joy and pain, and can only hope to have a few people who will hang on through it all with us. Those who walk away cause the deepest cuts, leaving the largest scars. Your poetry shares such a history of one who walked away, and there is a world of pain left behind for you to sort through.

"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend." ~ William Blake

[Shivam Murari]

You are right, of course, sir! Those words of William Blake, they are wonderful and all so true. Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem, kind sir :)

[Gaurav Walia]

Nicely written..Bud..Kudos!

[Shivam Murari]

Thanks brother :)

[Gaurav Walia]

sure no problem...

[Shivam Murari]

:)

[BL]

Friendships get so complicated and intense and closeness very often boils over into arguments and separation and you have explained it out so well in this piece. There is a message in here - good job

[Shivam Murari]

Thank you so much Bluely. I'm glad you found out the message in the poem. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"But the leaves shed off
The peaceful blue sky turned grey
The even red turned rough
Where is the hope, where is the ray?

I still have the memories of you and me
Our friendship that looked all so true"
Friendship in my opinion has to be in deeds too and not just words for actions speak louder than words. So many people take advantage of others in the name of friendship but they will be the first ones to forsake us or leave us or even stab us in the back. You have some beautiful imagery in this poem and a good message...Well done...:)

[Shivam Murari]

Thank you so much, Sami. I'm glad you liked my poem! And indeed I agree, so many people, as this guy, take advantage of us and then stab us and leave us!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Shivam Murari]

:)

[Sami Khalil]

^^~^^ :)

[Dayran]

A guy's best friend is a big thing ... it brings considerable influence and relation to truth in our life. What you've done here is significant. It opens the door to inquiry in our passions, otherwise they shut themselves off and we'll have to wait for a stormy day to do it again. Well done.

The write flows with the jerky pull of the passions as if you don't want to say it but you must. It also slides into regret and hopes it'll all end well someday. Nicely done.

[Shivam Murari]

Hey thanks Daryan. I'm glad you like my piece and that you took time to read, reflect and express. Thank you so much :)

[Dhaye]

The drama between friends...best of friends who parted.
It's not an easy thing when the problem is about a special friend...best friend...or simply a friend. When people really treasure the relationship, it's not easy to forget.

I know that you are not really waiting to forgive him but....you are ready to forgive him. You just don't have the chance because you are not with each other. Well, media can help. Why not make a try? It's not important who did the mistake. What is important is he's your friend and you love him. Sometimes ego is that barrier to good relationships.

Nice poem, Shivam. Keep going.

[Shivam Murari]

Thanks a lot for reading, reviewing and expressing Dhaye. You have so wonderfully said the meaning of the poem! Thank you :)