I was a Coward!!!

Oh!!! Lord….

I remember, I was a Coward.

I planned, wrote, and learned.

Yet, I couldn’t speak straight forward.

I practiced, corrected and reworked,

my script looked adamant yet sobered.

But, I was a Coward,

I couldn’t speak a word.

She waited and always heard,

said – “I always cared.”

Maybe she knew I always leered,

as she waited too long for my word.

But I was a Coward,

I never gave the word.

She got the signal,

I am pathetic, shy and incorrigible.

Along came an intrepid pal,

set eyes on the same gal.

Setting a discord at my part,

that gratuitous glib stole her heart.

As they walked in euphoria,

she threw me parsimonious plethora.

And I didn’t said a word,

for I was a Coward.

Tears drained, heart cried.

A destitute desultory died.

A shy esoteric me, extemporize,

reborn as a guy to familiarize.

For now I say – “I am not a Coward Amigo,

if she went, let her go……

along went the days of a Git,

now here’s a flirt, no gal can forget.”