Promises Unkept

It’s a usual thing to do
Say something , later,
We’ll see if we can actually do.

No ties can bind
Or give me a hint , for me,
I am blind .

Blinded with the shining lights
Caught in the shadows
Of what’s wrong and what’s right.

One question that still remained
Where are the those words?
Words, they are stained.

Words of mutual consent
Words only remain,while
People who said them went.

Somewhere, in the corner a boy wept,
For he wasn’t aware of
The promises unkept.