I Didnt Die I Was Murdered Poem by bikram baniya

I Didnt Die I Was Murdered



she suffocated me to death and then disappear.
took a piece out of my heart for a souvenir.
came close to my ear whispered few words of farewell.
And then she left leaving me to suffer in a hell.

she was devil wearing the mask of a saint.
the evil on your face you did hide with a sinless paint.
i had sailed too far till i knew the truth.
you had that wicked smile, no sign of Ruth

i barely opened my one eye, begged for my life.
mercilessly across my throat u drew a keen-edge knife.
chopped my head, sucked my dripping blood.
it didn't hurt, what did was the heart burning in lava flood.

i will hunt u everyday as my soul can never be in peace.
i will make u choke, ur breathe is what i will cease.
i will return every penny of pain u gave me.
burn u on regret, chop ur feelings, and bury ur evil underneath the sea.

Sunday, October 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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