Him And Her

By Naina Parasher

I had a friend

A friend who dreamt of clear day skies

And rough rainy nights

In primrose hues

He devoured every sight

Be it a child jumping in the puddle

The pitter patter of the raindrops

Or the behest of a stubborn dog

Flowing in the melancholy of the sunsets

He wandered through in his favorite beret

Watching the glow of the evening light

He set the mood to his delight

Yet no matter how far he went

It was never really his night

She came

She came like a storm

A storm that pursued his light

His cheery conviction

But odd ended eviction

A rare plight

She couldn’t reconcile

Reconcile with her thoughts

The promises she had made

Yet she arrived

It bothered his mind

But it had to subside

For in his pure life

She was the best kind

The only one who could

The only one who ever did

Bring out his vulnerable side

Cause what we didn’t see was

That his naivete was never right

He was always so bright

But he knew the realities of his pride

Of his belief in this side

Of always choosing kind

With her

He was protective,

And she

Always poised

Unlike the way the world perceived

Together

They formed the strongest fight

To better the world

With a belief in the benign.

By Naina Parasher