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Apr 2013
Won't eat my words back.

I'll let this hurt you!

You are gone and I threw you out of my life.

I regret having getting emotionally-bonded with a friend like you - I used to love you.

You were neither brought up the way I was, nor you spent your life in a similar manner.

Let this poem hurt you.

I'll let it hurt you in a similar way you did me.

But I can't possibly hurt you enough, for unlike me you've many other friends too.

I'll let you feel regret.

You made a mockery of our friendship.

I just give my feelings a vague, unclear & indefinite shape through this poem.

Feel my absence from your life, old friend.

Because someday this had to come like this.

You traitors of friendship - what hearts beat inside you!

Perhaps no hearts but only a wretched lying mouths you posses.
Wrote this one again in regret, that I had made them such close friends & given them too much right over myself - I trusted them too much.
And I say that I'm not the kind of ever-forgiving God Krishna you are a follower of.
Neither am I the Punisher - but I'm a man of great self-prestige who has just grown sick of such 'friends' in physical world like you who made fun of me by using my feelings for self-gain.
My HP Poem #182
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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   Timothy and Michelle
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