Cursed Missed Opportunities

Yet all this time it will continue to haunt
Wont let them live, wont let them talk
But they carry on, thinking what went wrong
What was genuine, to whom it amounted that much

They would call it inane, senseless to think
To start with a boom and end in a bang
Having spent a lifetime in those short hours
They were all into twists and turns

But it wasnt too far to have forgotten the start
And there it was, standing again in front of them
Gushing with all force to effuse that rage, and
They become two different eyes and disparate vision

All this to forgive and forget?
To be on the road, wherever it would lead?
Opportunities there were, cursed and missed
Its was a pity that somethings had to die, for those dreams to live...

Those scars will appear in time
And the chronic pain will forever whine
It will continue to remind them of love
That was buried, for sake of a benumbed life