#cutoff
Because of you, I went into depression
Maybe I made a bad impression
But I genuinely cared
While you only pretended!
Because of you, I went into depression
You left me alone
After hurting my feelings to the core
To me, were you really dear
Unfortunately, not the other way round
To you, NOTHING was our bond!!
Because of you, I went into depression
My trust being my bane
You provided me wrong advice
But what was worse
Was the fact
That it was incomplete
You only pointed out my faults
Without offering any solutions!!
Because of you, I went into depression
But am I not human?
I CAN make mistakes
And I did make a lot of improvements
But you never noticed
In fact, you almost disappeared!!
Because of you, I went into depression
But I'm not truly alone
Jesus is on my side
He knows you've taken me for a ride
Anyway, you I'll forgive
But you're incapable of love
And by that, I mean TRUE, UNCONDITIONAL love
I'll come back stronger
Meanwhile, our relationship is OVER
Goodbye and good luck
Enjoy your life in New York
While I don't give a ****
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 2:06 AM UTC
Luck is not on my side
Though I am good
A pretty rough divorce
Friendship breakups
Numerous misunderstandings
Not picking up social cues
Been through it all
God not answering my call!
Luck is not on my side
Betrayed by somebody
Who was once a best friend
Made to feel like a nobody
Ghosted for an innocent Facebook comment
Guilty until proven innocent!!
Luck is not on my side
I've had a tough ride
In spite of being sweet
Always tasting defeat
Be it at work
Or outside work!!
Luck is not on my side
Never been able to take the lead
Though forever learning
Not to mention, improving
To me, India hasn't been kind
Messing up with my mind
Over and over again
So much pain for no gain!!
Luck is not on my side
Where am I bad
As far as character is concerned?
Please be bold
And tell it to my face
Should get me out of a bad phase!!
Luck is not on my side
When will this end?
I've been a patriot
But it's gone to waste
It's time for me
To finally break free
And switch my loyalties
Maybe to our neighbours
Or even better, our old colonialists
Yes, luck is not on my side
But I'm switching sides
Then luck will finally be on my side!!
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 1:28 PM UTC
At a time when I was held prisoner
By my shy nature
Especially when it comest to talking with girls
You put your best foot forward
In order to break the ice
Which was doing its best
To try and freeze me to death
As though I were but in Antarctica
So, I thought you my friend
Mind you, an assumption it wasn't
You called me your best friend
Not once or twice
But many a time
You even called yourself my sister
A trusting person that I am
I took you at face value
Which was probably one of the biggest mistakes
Of my life in entirety
If Australia dominated cricket
You were my dominator
Your name stands for desire
And all you desired
Was getting your way
When it comest to anything and everything
You were such a drama queen
You put the Kardashians to shame
Only your "bestest friend" escaped
From your terrifying glare
Which burnest everything in its path
Much like Lord Shiva's third eye
You were always right
We were always wrong
Again, with a notable exception
Your precious little "bestest friend"
What he saw in you
Only God knowest
Marking you absent in the attendance register
Which was but my duty
Turned out to be a crime
Fouler than ****** itself!!
How dare I mark the "Queen" absent
Even if she were indeed absent!!
How dare I support Chennai Superkings
Even if I were but from Chennai
Not to mention, a huge fan of MS Dhoni!!
East or West, North, South Or Central
Mumbai Indians were always the best
All other teams were trash
You and your whims and fancies
Driveth all of us mad
Quicker than a tracer bullet
As Ravi Shastri would say
Even to this day
But you were my best friend
Not to mention, my sister!!
So mum I kept
As would a fiercely loyal dog
Even when ignored by its master
After our college days endeth
I stayed in touch
As would every friend in the world
In particular, a best friend
But best friend you were certainly not
I can forgive even an enemy
But not a friend who cuts me off
For the flimsiest reason in the world
To you, I was wrong
Though reality speaketh otherwise
But hey, why would I want to lose my best friend?
So did I apologise
Not once or twice
But many a time
Though for the kind of response I receiveth
Might I have spoken to the wall instead!!
After ages and ages
Cometh your response
As arrogant as James Potter in his school days
You showeth me your true face
Nothing but a jumped up rich Punjabi Brahmin
Who thinkest she were the best
In not just India
But the world in its entirety
Gone was your sweet tongue
In full display was a mini Bellatrix Lestrange
Ready to **** even her best friend
As the real Bellatrix did
With her cousin Sirius Black
Well, I would rather I died
Than maintain a friendship
With a cunning ***** like yourself
You deserve not
A single true friend in the world
Not even your "bestest friend"
You smashed my self-confidence
Into a billion little pieces
Pieces that I continue to pick up
Even to this day
Something I could but have avoided
Had I not taken you up
On your offer of friendship
Which was but as fake
As the smile of a Kardashian
I endeth on this note
It is but a lesson to all
Not to get swayed by sweet tongues
Scratch beneath the surface
Then only showeth up the true character
Oct 8, 2023
Oct 8, 2023 at 4:20 AM UTC
i'm tied
i've tried to cut this string
that attaches me to you
but the knotted rope is too thick
and my scissors too dull
Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 9:10 AM UTC
I forgot how much I missed you
Until we started talking again
I've been through lots of painful things
But not many compare to losing a friend
You texted me a week ago
You tried to apologize
It wasn't your fault
(You liked looking in my eyes)
Said you found this jacket
In the picture, it reminded
Me of a 80s quilt
I said you should get it, you did
Adults keep pulling on our sleeves
Telling us to grow up
Keep only what you need
Well I needed connection
And I needed a friend
You were running low on those too
Maybe life's out to get us
Maybe they just don't care
I know it's easier
If I have you there
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC
Heartbeat
Racing pressure
Under my fingers
Good God I'm tired
Loaded
Bullets ready
It wasn't me
Drown
Down in the shadows
Deeper then our last talk
Blaming
It won't get you far
Push me away, ok
Toxic
I guess it was me
Radio silence
I miss our last talk
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 9:59 PM UTC
Now there goes another friend,
Who decided she was better off on another land,
She flew without saying goodbye,
Because if she said she’d miss me
it’ll be a lie,
It was heartbreaking to see,
When someone you love start to leave,
But there is nothing i can do,
When our something isn’t meant to be,
I watch with sullen eyes,
And i choke my tears behind,
Because i don’t understand,
Just how some people can be so unkind,
But that’s just the way the world works,
And these unkind things
will continue to lurk,
Not giving a **** about who then,
would get really, truly hurt.
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
You can call me a Saint, you can call me the devil
But at lest my head is on nice and level
Yours was not
It was in the wrong spot
It was leaning to one side
You where looking at me kinda snide
I got tired of you showing nothing but scoff
So I chopped it off
With your head now planted firmly on my lap
Lips no longer continually flap
I'll sit and enjoy the silence, petting you like the Cheshire Cat
Making sure your eyes are turned, enjoy the view of where your body fell flat
Copyright: Pauline Russell 10-5-16
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
When you give someone or something up, it doesn't mean to put it/them on the proverbial shelf to look at every now and then when things get boring.
It doesn't mean you should keep them in the background of your life so you can wander out to them when there's nothing going on in the foreground.
There's nothing uncivil about removing people or things from your life.
I'm not going to give any more of my attention to certain people and all the vices of my past.
Holding onto a piece of them builds the bridge to bring them into my present, and I don't have time to be tempted or distracted from the things that matter to me the most.
If that's cruel, so be it. Some bridges are meant to be burned.
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC
You can't hurt me
If I can't hear you
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 8:45 PM UTC