You are my muse
You were abused
But you are not excused
You are blinded by your pain
Entombed in your past
There is no gain
You will drive yourself and others insane
My abused bemused screwed mused
I am amused
That you see not that you are an abuser
Catch a wake-up
Realize
Amused that you are accused
You are confused
Be it physical or verbal
No beating around the bush
Any man any woman
Abuse is Abuse
Whoever you are
A punch in the face
Words to break down
My muse
Confused accused amused abuser
There is help available
Shed your baggage
Or be alone
Trapped
Entombed in your pain and anger
Any man any woman
a good message in your poem abuse is not acceptable in this society. It should never happen
You called spade a spade - Men and women are trapped. Some times, they abuse other times they are abused. When sb abuses us we feel abused but they feel amused and vice-versa. Life is nothing but rat-race without grace.
A Great poem...Beautiful message it conveys. Loved reading it twice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It always shocks me to see the levels to which humans can fall! , well written.