Your designer hands, once gentle on my skin,
Now grasp luxury bags, and wealth within.
Amidst the ruins of our love, I search for yesterday,
In the wasteland of your beauty, where charm stay.
Only you exist beyond my family was your say,
Now, after a year it’s just a say, just a say .
For actions speak louder, a love that wasn’t there,
You are my everything, a vow that echoed empty and bare.
My heart is broken, shattered, lost and sore,
Forever changed by the love we had before.
I mourn the loss of trust and our love’s demise,
It’s just a laugh for you, not so wise, not so wise.
Dedicated to such blind pride not so right.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 26/05/2025
This poem reflects the deep emotional pain of a person who feels betrayed and disillusioned by a once-loving partner whose values have shifted towards materialism and superficial pride. The speaker reminisces about the intimate past they shared, now replaced by luxury and pride that have corroded the foundation of their relationship. The lines reveal a sense of loss, not just of love but of trust and sincerity, painting a picture of emotional decay amidst material gain.
The repetition of phrases like “just a say” and “not so wise” emphasizes the speaker’s disillusionment and bitter realization that promises once made were empty. The emotional contrast between the speaker’s sincere love and the partner’s current indifference is striking. The poem serves as a personal catharsis and a commentary on how pride and wealth can blind people to genuine human connection and love.