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Ashwin Kumar Feb 10
You claimed to be my best friend
I thought, beautiful was our bond
But acting were you, all the time
About me, you did not give a ****!

You claimed to be my best friend
Instead, did you play a hand
In wrecking my self-esteem
To you, was our friendship a mere game!!

You claimed to be my best friend
However, you are much worse than a fiend
For you, a relationship has to be based on money
But you do not even possess honesty!!

You claimed to be my best friend
Instead, were you my worst friend
How cleverly did you play your cards
At the cost of my happiness and inner peace
Pretending to be poor
And showing me the door
When I asked you to pay me back
In you, is there so much to dislike!!

You claimed to be my best friend
Taking advantage of my being kind
You even used my family
And I was used by your family!!

You claimed to be my best friend
It is good that our relationship has come to an end
Otherwise, my life would have been totally ruined
As it is, so much have I already suffered
Because I made the mistake of trusting you
Now, I feel I will become sick at the mere mention of you
Anyway, I am a much, much better person
And have learned a thoroughly harsh but valuable lesson
Karma will hit you hard
Truly, are you a person to completely avoid
And when life finally begins to get really difficult for you
I will be there to laugh at you
So, goodbye and get lost
In Hell, may you forever rot!!
A woman whom I considered a very very close friend for more than 10 years (and whom my family and I have supported financially and non-financially most of the time) has used me (and my family!!) for financial purposes all the time. She showed her true colours with extremely rude language when I asked her to return just a small portion of my money. A week later, when her husband asked me to help him book a ticket, I told him about her behaviour; then she blocked me on Whatsapp. 4 months on, the impact of this incident continues to adversely impact my mental health.
Ashwin Kumar Dec 2022
You wanted me to be your brother
To be a part of your extended family
I believed you
Since you seemed sincere enough
And got along well with most people
Thanks to your lively nature
And the dedication you seemed to show
As far as your work was concerned
I was in awe
Of the way you managed your life
Juggling work and studies every single day
And yet managing to keep a smile on your face
I should have got an inkling
That there was something amiss
However, thanks to my ignorance
Induced by my autism
And because you played your part so well
I never got to see your true colours
Until it was almost too late

You wanted me to be your brother
And I was indeed a good brother
I was always there for you
But never did I imagine
That you would take advantage of me
In such a callous and audacious manner
When you had that rather painful shoe bite
I took care of you
Even though my other colleagues advised me against it
But you were never truly grateful
In fact, you kept your distance
And came up with a silly sob story
To prevent me from interacting with you at office
I should have realised by then
What kind of a person you really were
Then again, I was woefully naive
And only wanted you to be happy
Even if it killed me from inside

You wanted me to be your brother
Well, I did my part
But you never did yours
When I first started helping you financially
I was doing it because I truly cared about you
And had a strong belief
That you would repay your dues eventually
Once again, like always
I was horribly wrong
You came up with story after story
And I kept believing you
Thanks to my incredibly credulous nature
And thus ended up draining my own bank balance

You wanted me to be your brother
Except that, instead of being your brother
I ended up being your sugar daddy
But then, like my mother said later
I was in a trance
And thus became your ATM
I have to admit, though
That you were a really good actress
Modulating your voice
To a mere shadow of what it usually would be
In order to induce me to believe
That you were suffering from blood infection
Just one out of hundreds of lies
That came out of your pathetic mouth

You wanted me to be your brother
Except that a true sister does not lie or cheat
That too, not once
Not twice
Not even thrice
But a thousand times
You have absolutely no idea
How you've ruined my life
And brought distress to my family
As well as a very close friend of mine
Through your utterly despicable actions

You wanted me to be your brother
And it was the biggest mistake of my life
To take you seriously
You even had the nerve
To make me travel for 16 km
In the hot sun
Right in the middle of summer
In order to meet you
Just so that I could keep trusting you
Or rather, keep getting fooled by your lies and half-truths

You wanted me to be your brother
But you lied to me all the time
And cheated me of my entire savings
After all that you've done
You still have the nerve
To beg for my sympathy
You are a disgrace to women
In fact, a disgrace to the entire human race
Even ISIS is far more worth sympathising with
Than you will ever be!!
Well, I would have ideally wanted you to suffer
In the most painful manner possible
But I need you to return all that you took
I don't care how you do it
Do it, and we can go our own separate ways
I can forget that you exist, and vice-versa
But until you do it
I will always be your biggest nightmare
In this entire planet
When I am good, I am very good
But when I am bad, I am the worst
So, you had better watch out
My so-called sister
Poem dedicated to a Gujarati girl who used to be my ex-colleague and has cheated me out of my entire savings under the garb of a sister
Naomi May 2018
Clover take cover!
People pick you to soothe their bitter reality.
You may be the lucky one, but you cannot escape the harsh hands longing for you.
After all, everyone wishes to quiet down their demons.
Oh clover, take cover!
If only you didn't give people promise.
If only you ran away from your own utopia...... like those **** leprechauns you once called your friends.
"Chase the golden coin",
-But, dad always says,
"Everything that's shine ain't always gonna be gold"
Oh clover, take cover

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