Shayari Bazar

Although consumed by fury, you still loved us.At least that is the knowledge of my heart.Screaming like a child, you would beat usUntil you snapped, and then the tears would start.“You know I love you,” you would cry, demandingMore of us through tears than with your fist.And we, through tears, would nod our understanding,Too bullied in our pain to dare resist.Yet now that you’ve been dead for many years,And I have wandered through my own vast hell,I see the desperate anguish in your tearsAnd hope at last that I can love you well.For only in my love can your love beThe love that once, I think, you had for me.