Yes, we are estranged,
But now I have no complaints.
You want to make amends
And start from being friends.
Is it too late?
Are you filled with hate?
Really don’t care
As we have nothing to share.
You shift and look askance,
And plead do we have a chance.
When did love die?
Can’t we give another try?
I really don’t know,
Who knows about tomorrow?
Is it possible to begin anew?
Befriend yourself first is overdue.
In your mission for power and pelf,
You haven’t gone home to yourself.
There are no guarantees
Only possibilities
Deep in my heart I knew
I had not made a complete closure.
Mamta Agarwal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/begin-anew/
