Damn The Words Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Damn The Words



Damn the words

On my back sits now the
pull-over; it is green,
you gave me.

In mirror I see me with smile
I love it but hate it!

It is warm, pleasant
but somehow is talking:
“Don’t be wrong…”

It came out, of your mouth.
You said and, possibly,
you meant it.

I took as:
“I am boss; have no doubt.”
Therefore I left my thought:
“Reconcile.”


Words if not had been said
we would be a couple
as had been for decades.

But such words spoiled all
you are old and alone
and I am, cold in heart.

Monday, November 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: couple
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shakil Ahmed 09 November 2015

But such words spoiled all you are old and alone and I am, cold in heart. Beautiful ending, superb poem, thanks for sharing, you are great poet i like you,

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