She has a lover
Dark and strong.
In him when she confides
Gives me shivers,
Jealous bouts
I find so hard to hide.
In silent whispers
Feathers fall
While time stops by to see
If ever words that
Hummed in heart
Will come to rescue me.
Is it late ?
A play perhaps,
The end to know I lust
A loving game
Of losing self
Of nursing nascent trust.
I feel for him.
I hope she does.
Before it is too late.
Her lover fair
Beyond repair
Comes to share my fate.
7 comments:
I think i can relate to this in painful ways... :(
beautifully done.
"In her when she confides"
Should not one of them be of the masculine gender.
They read like verses of a song. The technical aspect is excellent, evenly spaced, almost mellifluous in intonation.
Won't comment on the bitterness of it. Too young, too inexperienced.
#Raaji- Thanks Raaji. T'was all imagination!!! :) But, I think I was too realistic in expressing angst....and so you could relate.
# Ad libber- Thanks a ton for pointing out that error. And yaa..... Inexperience ??? Here too !
wow..that was a wonderful expression...
its better to lose in love than to be never in love!
Powerful stuff darling. Very sad, yet powerful. Stirs something in every one of us, surely.
Nursing Nascent trust.
Deep.
Amazing...sad but beautiful.
Good work.
Thanks for visiting my blog.:-)
Tk cr and keep writing
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