Saturday, June 28, 2008

A moment

I had just moved on

And the light of day

Made me feel

I’ve forgotten yesterday.


The dark shades of betrayal

Still hide in the shadows

I dare not look at them

They love to follow.


It feels like your hands

Over my skin

Feels like hands

Tearing everything within..


7 comments:

nirmal said...

now if i may ask how ugly was the betrayal? (not in context of this particular one but most of ur pieces)

blinded blue teddy said...

its just a poem, see it as a poem. the person in the poem can feel anything. i cannot answer for her.

Ragini said...

Betrayal.
It cannot get uglier than that. Betrayal by a lover, betrayal by a friend. I've seen so much, felt so much, lost faith so much. No faith left, except for a tiny reserve that I'm protecting furiously from those who're out there to get me.

I love the last stanza. Their hands can truly tear us apart.

Ero-Sennye said...

Nice work. As long as the hate is passionate, it gives you a reason to live. How many of us have any reason to live anyway. Also, what happened to the teddy in the clouds? I thought it wanted to see the light of the day, but you shut it back behind a barbed wire fence. I thought it might have marked a change in your poetry style. But, oh well :)

nirmal said...

i see. i m convinced whn u'd be famous some day, u'd handle the media pretty well...

rainboy said...

i was betrayed by a friend too.I know how it feels.It's good that they betrayed you coz now you know who not to trust.

R said...

Superb. The pain, the everlasting effects.. it's all in here. Love the last few lines.