Oh…such was the intensity when we first met, her sandals broke…
But I put the broken sandals on her feet,
and we carried on, she limping along !
Was it harbinger of the day she repaid……
by placing my heart on my hands after breaking it ?
Tag: #Small Poem
Questions
“If I am not for myself, who will be for me ?
If I am for myself only, what am I ?
If not now- When ?” 🤔
– Talmudic Saying
Careful Destruction
She took great care in destroying me,
after all she ”loved” me so !
Parijat, Tea, Notebook n Bridges
Many a mornings i plucked fragile n fragrant PARIJAT for her with great care,
One morning she trampled upon them with scorn n glee…
the fragments n fading fragrance remain in my painful memory !
Many a afternoons i brewed TEA for her with great care n served delicately in China,
One afternoon she put poison of her deceit in my cup….
This poison circulates forever in my veins !
Many a days we wrote n read the NOTEBOOK of love together,
One day she tore it up and threw the torn pages away….
The words mock me mournfully !
Over the years we built the BRIDGES and crossed them hand-in-hand time n again,
She burnt the Bridges n threw the ashes to the winds…..
I ran after it and collected a handful, crestfallen n ashen-faced !
Now i love Parijat, Tea, Notebook and Bridges more….
Coz they remind me of her treachery !
Naturally So !
She couldn’t help Deceiving….. again n again,
It is her Nature !
I couldn’t help Trusting….. time n again,
It’s Mine !
Of Fake Love
Shout from the roof-tops,
0r wear it as a badge….
What is Love….but fake,
If it’s the Trust you break !
Right n Wrong
I believed we were beyond right or wrong,
But she wronged me saying it was right !
Stranger in the Mirror
I looked in the mirror
and saw a stranger !
I asked….
Who are you ?
He replied…
” I was ” !
THE TRUTH !
The Unfaithful is faithfully so,
The Shameless is shamelessly so….
The twain meet in the Treacherous !
Fareb !
Meri kitab ke har ek panne, har ek lafj pe sirf usika jikr hai,
jao ek baar uski ankhon me jhaank aao…..
dikhayi degi meri mohabbat,
aur uska fareb !
Every page, every word of my book is full of her,
Go, look into her eyes once….
You will see my love,
And her treachery !
