There used to be a time
When I waited for your calls
And wished to be you valentine
When you treated me as a doll
Slowly for each other we both fell
A time which used to pass very slow
There's more to the story let me tell
It's just about the thoughts flow
I see the very first day very clear
When you threw slangs out of rage
I realized you were no more near
And also that burnt is the lovely page
The page that held my precious letter
Letter of love , care and afffection
But now it was carefully shattered
Dragged and torn were my emotions
And this happenings seemed to rise
Where I was the victim to your tantrum
For my love you fixed a cheaper price
So much hatred came, but where from?
I guess you see now no more of your girl
Unknown is the reason behind
Do you know when within i fell ?
It's when you were cruel and i was kind
Millions of time I had to wait
Waited anticipating a change in you
But oh! Cry on my poor fate!
You would change never I never knew
Finally came the time when pot was full
Gone were the days of promises
And in the vacation of my little school
My heart was shattered to pieces
This was when I decided being strong
And that I would no more care
I knew what was good and what wrong
Decided my love no more to share
Destiny brought such a planned time
That I wait no more for your calls
And wish no more to be your valentine
Because now I really am a plastic doll!
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...
