As I was thrown
Mercilessly
On the ground
Tiny pieces
Of me, fell all around
Dragged by my hair
My mind replays this
Horrific night mare
Waking me up
I am surely dumbfound
Curses and bruises
All hope my heart looses
In place of love and hope
Splinter of sadness, very tightly
I do grope
Drop by drop
I am bleeding pain
Best is all lost
Little left to regain
Monstrosity of your blows
Like a boomerang,
will take recourse
Now Your life will be full of woes
Nemesis will catch up with you
Nalini
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