The Enemy

The Enemy

The enemy was that one who broke the heart?

The enemy was that one who broke the heart?

Or was he for whom she left....?

Was the enemy god, who was just watching?

Or was I, who was teasing the forehead?

Are the enemy memories, which come?

Or his eyes, which mesmerize..?

The enemy is friends, who were not then?

Or that, who was there then?

Are the enemy lines, of hands?

Or is it all the faults....?

The enemy is infidelity, do you have me?

Or is it my own?

The enemy is confident, what did I do?

Or suffer pain, which I felt?

The enemy is hopeful, what I find?

Or angry with you, who avoids?

Is the enemy laughing,?

Or have to cry, my unhealthy?

Is the enemy a monster of moments?

Or is there a refusal after the admonition?

Or wait for the denial?

But,

Enemies no moment, it 'not'

He does not remember, no circumstances.

How did the enemy, who gave pain only once?

Repeat telecast, you did it yourself.....

Enemy thine own you, friends thy thou

To make friends with your friend, it is important to defeat the enemy