I'll be a better friend

I'm currently looking out for a friend who forgot to look out for me. Because when I promise someone a life-time, I really mean a life-time even if they don't.

The winds when blow;

only stir the heaviest fruit,

Seldom mean destruction:

only bring a present for you.

Dissipating sweet scents of a garden,

celebrating bearings new.

Overhead there's an iridescent bow

Of promises!

Right ahead the songbirds;

whistling morning tunes!

Jubiliation teaches me to run free;

frenzied sort of coloring.

Losing form but not rhythm;

Like life has moved too;

In a kaleidoscope of colour.

A swarm of crepe butterflies flutter;

Round and round me; drown me.

I'm preying like a curious child

Crayons on paper; happily colouring.

I'm running breathless now:

In search of chestnut hideaways!

Count each secret surprise.

Like it was left for me to find!

Peacocks gather and wrap me;

a craddling bouquet;

of a thousand blue-green eyes!

Tiny stars of Bougainvillea, enveloped;

in bright pink papery bracts.

Engulf me along in their fuchsia swirls!

Intruding on a leafhopper's sprint,

As it skips blade after blade.

Candy-stripped in the slanting sun!

And when it sets;

Adorning the sky with my blush.

I'll search a berry-laden bush,

And pluck sweet velvet fruits.

But when life's being so generous

And when Persephone bestows;

Such contentment to me,

All your sins will be absolved!

I won't do what you do.

I'll be a better friend than you!