Why? Poem by Monty AnNayef

In days of yore, he found a love so bright,
Her wit and charm brought endless pure delight.
Yet, scars from past, she feared his heart would stray,
He vowed to her he'd never walk away.

Their moments filled with joy, a bond so tight,
But public gaze turned day to darkest night.
She hid her love, afraid of prying eyes,
In crowds, her warmth would freeze, her laughter die.

With friends so young, her joy would brightly beam,
But with him there, her smile was just a dream.
His heart, once whole, now shattered by her cold,
For love in private, public scorn foretold.

He traveled far, her love a beacon bright,
Returned to find her heart had lost its light.
No hugs, no warmth, just eyes as cold as stone,
She scorned his love, he faced the dark alone.

'Love' she once called him, now a stranger's name,
Her touch, her gaze, her words, all filled with blame.
Forgotten were her pleas to never part,
Now ice replaced the fire of her heart.

Each day he saw her, silent cries within,
Her cold disdain a dagger to his skin.
For others, all her warmth and care displayed,
But he, once 'love', was in the shadows laid.

In sorrow deep, he questioned every day,
Why love so pure had cruelly gone astray.
Faithful he remained, his heart in agony,
Why, why, why, his constant silent plea.

7 July 2020