That very girl…
the same girl…
You used me for,
left me for…
She still has that
glimmer of triumph
across her face…always!
Alas! you weren't mine,
to begin with…so I don't care!
I think…put on a brave face,
when her hand holds…yours!
when her smile mirrors…yours!
when her strides match…yours!
But everything about her
designation in your life screams…MINE! !
Why do I care…
because when you walked
out…you never looked back to
see if I was still breathing!
You betrothed her…the very next
dawn… I watched as though I
was being skinned dead!
Pain stood next to me,
and nudged me on my chest,
It looked me in the eye and
I mocked it…"I can't feel you
anymore…so please leave! "
Pain smirked at me and
pointed at the wedding pavilion…
and whispered "Really? "…my hand traced my cheek…my face was
wet…I had been crying!
Looked up at the sky…it was raining!
Pained looked at me and whispered "It is not raining…you are in your own miserable portal and…you can't escape! "
My gaze landed on you… when everyone around me cheered as you kissed her…as pain dragged me along,
I turned to you with a pleading gaze…to save me…
but you were looking at her…and never saw me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem