You said I was unworthy,
I didn't doubt what you said
Believing you'd only talk for my benefit
I swallowed my rage unsaid.
You said I could do nothing
I believed just what you said
Then you added fuel to the fire,
By calling me a wreck.
You said I was filthy,
You didn't want me to be around you;
I respected your ruthless courtesy;
Stayed miles away from you.
You said I was ugly,
I couldn't sleep all night long.
You said I was born to cry,
I never again let another tear elong.
You stated me as an impromptu mistake,
And all you felt for me was rage.
I accepted your curt belligerence
Though, it made me loose my sense.
You made me distrust myself
I never retaliated to your words;
You still didn't learn to shut your mouth,
And blabbered like the end of the world.
You said I spoke a lot,
Even more than dogs can bark
I wondered how my verbal usage could be more than yours,
Yet I made no remark.
Your screeching and shrilling
Was all I ever heard
In my entire course of life,
But never counterclaimed a word.
You said I was a merciless soul
With a heart so dark,
If ever seen, even the devil would cry!
I only had my pillow, to bury my face and sigh.
Your words directly quoted-
"You good for nothing garbage!"
I serenely honored your shibboleth demeanor,
And paid no heed to your gloats.
I primarily got carried away
With all that you would say,
But then I got accustomed to your smug verbal torture,
And all I did, was wait.
And the wait was worth the victory;
Something no one could achieve, even through lottery
Bet it, you would say I got lucky,
But this 'luck' was more than fame and money.
Now here I am, living
With tranquility and contentment
I can feel your envious eyes
Burn in agony and resentment.
Waiting for me, to recognize you and own you,
But I think you forgot your own principles
You amiably instilled in me-
"Love is just a four letter word,
You can't expect to hear from me.
Don't ever think I'd own you,
You're just a nobody to me."
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The Written Word
PoesieA collection of poems ranging from love to hate and every feeling one encounters in his/her life. Anthology.