Why, O why did you do it?
I considered you my own
So what, If you weren’t born of me
I still took you as my child
I looked upon you as a strong Man
Why, O why did you do it?
Sikiladi
Your indifference proved me wrong
Your attitude proves you are wrong
You chose to simply part ways
Opting for the easier path
I considered you compassionate and caring
But, obviously you are not
Why, O why did you do it?
Sikiladi
You care only for yourself
Leaving others in dilemma halfway
And you claim it affects them not?
How did you become this person?
Was all the sweetness just a myth?
Or, just a drama to win over hearts…
and then break them at your whim
Sikiladi
For you are not man enough!
A man stands up for his own,
cares for those under his fold
Yet, you chose to throw them out
Far away from your destiny’s chart
But, remember my child
The day shall come,
When the mornings might not be bright
and your life may not have delight
Then, you shall repent your deeds
Sikiladi
Your selfish moves, uncaring thoughts
They shall put you low one day
For, hurting hearts bears results
Whether you like it or not
Whether you believe it or not
The law of karma is very strong
And serves justice to one and all
You love to live life on your terms
Yet, expect others to forgo their terms
Just because you think you are superior?
This very thought makes you inferior
For respecting someone for what they are…
Is the primary lesson that you missed out
Sikiladi
The fault may not be entirely yours
For you are ears to selfish mouths
That dwell upon you day and night
You learnt not your culture and tradition
Under the guise of modernity gun
Your talk of being a family man
and then proving yourself wrong
By discarding the family life
For God knows whoever in your sight
Why, O why did you do it?
Sikiladi
You failed! you failed me my child!
Your victory would have been mine
But, now your failure has become mine
For I took you as my child
Breaking all vows and promises…
You shunned your basic responsibilities
And still dare to call yourself a Man?
Why, O why did you do it?
Sikiladi
Losing your charisma and respect
You fell low in my loving eyes
That had all affection for you
And fondly called you my own
You made me drop you down in disgrace
You tore life etiquette’s fine lace
You shall never be any family’s pride
The man who couldn’t love his bride
Sikiladi
Keeping conditions, causing trauma….
Silent treatments and suffocating dilemmas….
You gifted all the nastiest gifts of abuse
Whence all one wanted was your love and care
Shunning all world yet, under your care
The care that hath no spare and caused a scare
Sikiladi
I wish you to read this and repent
No, you shall now never belong
But, repent if you can for your own peace
For, life can be an ugly scene
That you haven’t envisioned even in a dream
You’ve hurt hearts a plenty my child
And for that, you shall pay back some day
The pain that travels from one to another
and returns to its original giver
In a way cruel and harsher than before
turns tables for the mightiest of mighty
And you my child are not even that
Mighty is a big word, you are not even a Man
Sikiladi
You are not a Man, you fell from grace
You are not a Man, you brought disgrace
You are not a Man, You stooped low
You are not a Man, you blocked other’s progress
You shall not rise the way you think you would
For you have the wrath of several hearts
That wish you no ill will or bad luck
But your own doings shall make it happen
Sikiladi
You are not a Man! You are not a Man!
You are a mere coward that calls himself a Man
But, I know and many others know
You are not a Man! You are not a Man!
Sikiladi
Excellent work 👏
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Thank you Sunith Ji.
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Nothing hurts more than when it is done to us by one we love.
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You are so very right Mary. Worst hurts are hurled by the closest ones but life teaches us to move on after speaking your mind and letting go.
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