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I watched from afar, my heart heavy with guilt, The boy, standing cold, as her tears gently built. She stood before him, fragile and small, And whispered, "I’m sorry," though it wasn’t her fall. Her eyes, still tender, though broken inside, Offered an apology she had no need to provide. She bowed her head, as if to confess, For the heartbreak he caused, in all of its mess. He stood unmoved, oblivious, blind, To the storm he had left, to the damage he’d signed. Yet there she was, with no fault to bear, Offering sorrow, as if life were fair. She spoke of mistakes, of things left unsaid, While the boy, in his silence, let the guilt spread. It wasn’t her fault—no, it never was, But there she stood, broken because— She thought the fault was hers to own, That somehow, she’d left him alone. But I saw the truth, though they didn’t— He was the one who should have been repentant. Her apology was like a fragile plea, For love he had shattered, carelessly. Yet, she still bowed, still bore the weight, While he, untouched, sealed her fate. I stood as a witness, aching inside, For a girl who deserved so much more than to hide. Her apology was a gift undeserved, From a heart broken, yet still preserved.
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Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 8:14 AM UTC
Kuch_baatein_khud_se
The Apology Unwarranted
I watched from afar, my heart heavy with guilt, The boy, standing cold, as her tears gently built. She stood before him, fragile and small, And whispered, "I’m sorry," though it wasn’t her fall. Her eyes, still tender, though broken inside, Offered an apology she had no need to provide. She bowed her head, as if to confess, For the heartbreak he caused, in all of its mess. He stood unmoved, oblivious, blind, To the storm he had left, to the damage he’d signed. Yet there she was, with no fault to bear, Offering sorrow, as if life were fair. She spoke of mistakes, of things left unsaid, While the boy, in his silence, let the guilt spread. It wasn’t her fault—no, it never was, But there she stood, broken because— She thought the fault was hers to own, That somehow, she’d left him alone. But I saw the truth, though they didn’t— He was the one who should have been repentant. Her apology was like a fragile plea, For love he had shattered, carelessly. Yet, she still bowed, still bore the weight, While he, untouched, sealed her fate. I stood as a witness, aching inside, For a girl who deserved so much more than to hide. Her apology was a gift undeserved, From a heart broken, yet still preserved.
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I was duped last night By the Transgenders beggers Most of the time I ignore them As if I never saw them But last night I was a little scared As I knew I had money in my wallet For no reason I stopped And they forwarded towards me Asking me for money I somehow thought that poor people They have no place in the society So they beg Not fair that people neglect them So took out little money and gave them To my shock, they wanted to see how much more money I had They kept saying they would just keep a coin Took out the whole bunch of money And I kept saying No, Don't take Don't take. I have no more money But 3 of them in agressive voices Kept telling me They will keep the money back Swearing in the name of God I was not leaving the money Until I saw them being more agressive towards me I left the money And they took and kept again Obviously I knew half the money won't be there But I was scared As everyone was just a mere audience I had to save myself Money I can get back But thought if they attack me That might be more tragic. They folded the Money and kept back and questioning me in more agressive voices- Why don't you trust us? Why don't you trust us? They left after that And I left the opposite side Checking my wallet They took more than half the money And left little money for me. A lesson learnt, during hard times Nobody comes to rescue Rather I have to be extra careful. I was scared the whole night I know people would laugh at me Saying why did I stop there Or take out my wallet in the first place. I didn't plan for all these Just thought may be being helpful might be good. Duped as I was.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 4:18 AM UTC
debanjana-saha
Duped and shattered trust
I was duped last night By the Transgenders beggers Most of the time I ignore them As if I never saw them But last night I was a little scared As I knew I had money in my wallet For no reason I stopped And they forwarded towards me Asking me for money I somehow thought that poor people They have no place in the society So they beg Not fair that people neglect them So took out little money and gave them To my shock, they wanted to see how much more money I had They kept saying they would just keep a coin Took out the whole bunch of money And I kept saying No, Don't take Don't take. I have no more money But 3 of them in agressive voices Kept telling me They will keep the money back Swearing in the name of God I was not leaving the money Until I saw them being more agressive towards me I left the money And they took and kept again Obviously I knew half the money won't be there But I was scared As everyone was just a mere audience I had to save myself Money I can get back But thought if they attack me That might be more tragic. They folded the Money and kept back and questioning me in more agressive voices- Why don't you trust us? Why don't you trust us? They left after that And I left the opposite side Checking my wallet They took more than half the money And left little money for me. A lesson learnt, during hard times Nobody comes to rescue Rather I have to be extra careful. I was scared the whole night I know people would laugh at me Saying why did I stop there Or take out my wallet in the first place. I didn't plan for all these Just thought may be being helpful might be good. Duped as I was.
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