A day well spent (Diary Entry)

          PROMISES. .

The promises of tomorrows all seem fake,
Still, I stay silent for my heart's sake,
All those sunsets , the butterflies and the presents,
Untrue feelings spoiling few more cents,
Love cannot be lost,
A parasite cannot be a host,
Mistakes they are called now
Resents, repents make me bow,
Trust, betrayal, friends, foe
All same, when did I so sow?
Lamenting, eyes still searching for something,
Realizing, there is hope for nothing...
Refraining... from the world
A betrayer who never promised
A love which never missed
A friend who needed no help
A saline solution without kelp

Who needs me?

Who would need me?

But, a voice from inside says me to smile

and to keep my hopes alive  

because "We never know" 

and that's the best part of it all . . :)

        By: Rashmirekha Pandit