A little love, A little hate, defines your fate

Starting with how they reach this phase, the poet confessed,
A little love, A little hate, defines your fate, he said
The fragile lass missed a beat,
With every cunning promise he made.

A different season of life, she felt,
A convincing reason, to feel wasted,
She bothered not of the consequences
Wanted just the taste of ruefulness..

Seldom she knew her insecurities were just a fluke
Each time he came late, her heart experienced a blow,
Their story was unwritten on the pages torn,
Living they were the ink, sold..

A night of inebriation opened it all,
He wrote his every dark secret on his body bare,
Nevertheless he felt he had no clue,
What he is writing on a silky hue..

Lost she was though in her arms that night, stars bore,
Aghast she was, to know what he had inside,
Kissed he her every scar, with a flaccid touch,
Healing her inside out..

The moment last when she hugged him tight, trusted might,
He was cold, still appearing as a knight,
As she saw the dawn appearing on their side,
His breaths stopped, His soul left, His body explained the feared venom insight..

4 Comments, RSS

  1. piyush gaur June 15, 2013 @ 2:38 pm

    awesome bro, too good. 🙂

  2. The Mentalist June 17, 2013 @ 11:15 am

    This one is a win. One love

  3. aamjunta June 17, 2013 @ 2:50 pm

    Very well written. Loving…

  4. Adi Purnama June 18, 2013 @ 9:50 am

    So nice. I like it 🙂

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