Will you tell me what it takes
To love lovingly without mistakes
I know you have no reply
But I wanna know, why on you I rely
Millions of scary nights I've seen
And to interpret them I was too keen
And from them I got a reply
That he is a devil on whom you rely
else why would he tear you to shards
And in a cage was your soul sheathed
Of my love, you know, there was no reward
Torn were my corpus of letter sheets
Though I knew my heart was explicit
And your devil stood dauntlessly
In this relation maybe we were not fit
That you tore me up mercilessly
I chose you of my own volition
But little did I knew it was a mistake
To bins went my blood and emotions
Mine was true but was your love fake?
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...
