I just HAD to write this one...it had become so frustrating...ppl reading it can find it hillarious or serious, it really doesnt matter to me...but this is something which came right from my heart...no doubts about it...never has anyone insulted me so much that I actually had no choice but to have hopeless thoughts about this person I now totally despise...here it goes...
He says its pain, that makes him so crude,
For me he’s null, he’s someone so rude,
He says it’s his loss, that made him So,
I ask, is that his loss that made him so shallow?
He says ignore his words, he doesn’t really mean them,
I ask, why does he have frens? Only to demean them??
He says give him a chance, you’ll understand him better,
I say I give a damn!! No chance, no matter!!
He says he’s a nice guy, has a heart so pure,
Does he really have a heart?? I’m so very unsure,
He says lets not talk about him ever,
And I agree, just keep us apart, forever,
He says lets be frens, intrude, let him not,
I agree, coz I’m happy with what I’ve got,
I’m happy, coz in you, I have a good friend,
The bond that we share, is something to commend,
And that’s how the topic changed, we dint talk about him,
It was good to know that he was never interim,
He says, hey!! Come over for lunch,
And there I go, ever ready for a munch!! :-)
PS: This is JUST an opinion. It does not reflect or mean to hurt anybody else's feelings. THANK YOU.
Burden
10 years ago
1 comment:
It has that immediate 'jugal-bandi' feeling to it. I would like to imagine what 'his' poem would be like. Too bad he and writing are like saggi and pisces :-)
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