To A Friend Unfriended Poem by Bimil Rudraprakashmishra

All doubts got clear, when you unmasked your face.
Neither rivalry nor friendship, here I quit the race.

You acted as though, you favoured my innovations.
But I sensed your jealousy, as I looked your pace.

Those flaws were your products, publicity: a game.
The tolerance has limit, you provoked the case.

Why you turned deaf ear to every word I said?
I know now the answer, you wanted my place.

Your alley is cunning, more than you can imagine.
But I have got some doubts, will you get their grace?

My doubts got clear, when you unmasked your face.
Neither rivalry nor friendship, here I quit the race.