betrayal

is it fair to stab in the back
a person you held dear
the ruthlessness of the society
made you do that you fear
might someday happen to you

advantage over relations
pragmatic over emotions
at what cost, though
promises on occasions
are now buried declarations

what’s left behind
is a broken heart
and a soul unhealing
even sobs have choked
themselves to sleep

a call out of the blue

i miss my friends
scattered around every which way
i miss my friends

a song overheard
we used to sing together, out of tune
lyrically lazy

cheapest soda
only to get more and more, wasting time
how precious

riding a moped
sitting four with olympian skills
on a flat tyre

not lazy, now crazy busy
gulping pricey liquids alone
four seater, sits one