Dumb.A Poem by Mehak MushtaqIt's been seven months, you and her, and you tell me that it was just lame. You've been a player, playing games. And I thought the rock inside you came to life, and you weren't to be blamed. And maybe I'm the one for life. Blaming circumstances and chances, humiliating sense and vision. Being a loyal devotee, Being humble, perhaps insane. And I was just a plain Jane, maybe simplicity enchanted your dark heart. But the old saying, you were just collecting your jar of hearts. And I thought mine was the one, you chose to house inside. I, being a little dumb chose lovely hurt over solitude, wish had been too dumb to choose. Now, what do I believe in? Don't know if I've recovered from stupidity yet. Got no God to believe in, which one of them would favor stupidity? Got no reasons to hold on, got no shame to give up. Maybe it's easy for you, you never said you would die. Don't ask me one more time to give love a try. Divine my heart, purifies a certain amount of evil, A little more makes it a hell, to torment me. I don't know myself any more, I gave all the trust I had to you. There's no trust, to trust myself. Maybe life will find someone who shares some of his with me, life always finds a way. But I would like it very much if I proved to be dumb this time, And trust you with the game again. -February 27,2013 6:17 P.M
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11 Reviews Added on February 27, 2013 Last Updated on February 27, 2013 AuthorMehak MushtaqSrinagar, Jammu and Kashmir, IndiaAboutAssalam-u-alaikum. Mehak, from Kashmir, India. I got introduced to Writer's cafe just two years, ago, I'm 18, now. Like colors, life is an illusion, too. Look inside of you, the devil you hide, the.. more..Writing
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