Treasure Island

ritwika raha

(07/07/89 / india)

Broken


The flames were blunt,
The rage was dry
The winter hot
And the summer was sly....

The spring was morose
The days long drawn
The ceaseless minutes
In the drunken morn.

My world unkempt
I, an untainted wretch
Intoxicated valor
In a lifeless sketch! !

I wept aloud...
In agony, in pain
Shuddering and complaining
Of being disdained

How she came to me
And then trotted away
The sting of betrayal...
Piercing each day.

A sudden laughter
A mocking 'me'.....
I laughed at myself
In an immeasurable glee

I stood the same
Just the season was gone
The spring was generous
And the summer was warm

The eyes had been blinded
With false Love and hope
'She' was a mirage
With fleeting hours, she eloped

This bleeding pain and fervent passion
Ephemeral like a drifting day
These tears and my smiles..
All are just the brain's play! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, January 26, 2013

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