Something that I had,

That I gave you.

Something and that trust,

That followed through…

 

Something that was mine,

And mine alone.

Something on which I gave rights                          

To you to own.

 

Something that was so fragile,

So full of life.

But you severed it and the

Trust with your knife.

 

The life that was in it

Should have been killed.

But trust me my dear,

I never kneeled.

 

The something that was mine

Will heal someday.

The life in it will surely,

See a new day.

 

I know i have been choked

By your golden sash.

Dear I am a phoenix

I’ll rise from ash.

 

The fire will not kill me

Just delay my flight.

Till I heal, I’ll keep

My wounded pride.

 

But you, my dear, will

Keep doing this dance.

As my soul will heal,

Yours never stood a chance.

 

When we break hearts for fun, we forget that it’s our soul that suffers. The one who was broken will heal someday. But our soul might never recover the blow it got and will suffer the consequences throughout the life. Don’t do anything wrong if you know it is wrong. You might feel the high of destroying someone, but you won’t even notice the shattering of your own soul till it’s too late.

Love,

Lipi Gupta

 

Copyright: Lipi Gupta,03/27/2018, 14:00 PM IST

 

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