The Hurts Of The Breakage Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Hurts Of The Breakage
The end of my relationships with her,
My heart throb, did not hurt me but did
The way I had to behave as a stranger
With her, whom I thought I couldn’t live without.
The end of my friendships with him,
My staunch mate, did not prick me but did
The way I had to behave as an enemy
With him, whom I thought as my support.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
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