I Did Not Complain Poem by neha sharma

Oh my flamboyant Bro!

Reneging the promise,

Sojourning from a weenie to a linchpin,

Treading miles from penny-stricken to glitterati,

Covering kilometers from a buffoon to a natty persona,

Sashaying from a neophyte to a maven,

Setting milestones from me to ape.

But I did not, I could not.

But I did not complain.

In the distant sky, glance I rapturously

Lionized bro, skedaddling from me.

I revered you,

I wished you never retrograde,

I deified you,

I kowtowed you,

We maundered together,

Primogeniture endowing what you didn’t need.

But I didn’t complain.

Remember the last time, we schmoozed,

Remember the last time, festooned our lineage,

Remember the last time, had a fracas,

Remember the last time, went on a spree.

Know I, time sways away,

Leaving behind a litany of memories,

I lament and you shrug off,

But I did not complain.

I remember, yes, I do,

The first time, you were inducted,

The first time, flaunted your riches,

The first time, perpetrated in wreaking our lineage,

The first time, your mawkish looks haunted me.

But I did not complain.

Still craving for you,

Still ferreting for your fervour being a weirdo,

Still shunning your foxiness,

Still scrounging for your affability.

But I did not complain.

Turning into a saboteur,

Sabotaging my self respect,

Sassing all of us.

But I did not complain.

May & may & may,

you proceed and prosper and muster,

Never shilly-shally.

By a window, I sit down,

Take a look at setting sun,

Wait for you,

Wait for the limbo to be over,

And I will never complain.


CONTRIBUTED BY: -

NEHA SHARMA

ENGLISH (HONS.) 2nd YEAR

JDMC, DU