You have a thousand of questions
you have them within you
and have asked me those questions
but I have never answered you
First you asked why I wanna part my way
though this was asked blindly
you have killed me, will this I say?
to the one whom I loved so dearly
blind was the question this is certain
because the doer closed his eyes
which covered the crime just like curtains
you forgot that you had to be wise
The second question you asked was this
that did I ever hurt you?
Not hurt but allowed me to perish
and while i was dying you said 'I LOVE YOU'
but then what was the use of saying
how much in the world you love me
this you should have said before slaying
how could I have reacted when the corpse was me?
you say than I am not perfect
and that no one actually is
but the way your anger you reflect
such pain to his girl no one gives
The day you said you will slap me
the very day you slapped our bond
and when you hit hard you see,
I was standing right there astound
to your questions these are the replies
which may never reach your heart
and you see, so fast the time flies
answers to your questions are so apart
YOU ARE READING
Conversation with my heart
PoetryThe words which emerge from the scratched heart of a teenage girl who fell in love with a high school guy but was later harassed and tortured. She then had two options-to bear the pain and keep silent or to stand up and fight. The poems express the...