BROKEN

BROKEN

A Poem by richa

I’d always loved you, and will always love u from the bottom of my heart

I so wanted to give everything, a new start.

But all you did, was messed up things

And all I’m left with, is broken strings.

The promises you made, were all fake.

I gave you all my love, but u were not ready to take.

 

It took you 4 long years, just to understand.

That the ring you gifted me, was not meant for my hand.

You said, I wasn’t ready but you wanted to discuss.

But sweet darling you never realized that it was all about you, never us.

You still hate me, because my decisions were wrong.
I regret everything, which I have felt for so long.

 

It’s okay to point your finger, for all the things I’ve done.
I know I’ve made mistakes, but I’m not the only one.

So now I just see dark, nothing seems alright.
I feel no heartbeat, my body seems pale and white.
And now that you are gone and you ain’t around.
The real me, that is lost will never be found.

 

I keep it all inside me, so nobody could ever see.
All the f*****g things, that you have done to me.

You made me crazy, you drove me insane.

All I still want to remember is our first kiss, and the rain.

Its just your memories that bleeds inside my mind.

Still when I hear your name, my life starts playing in rewind.

 

Yes I’ve moved on, moved on in my life.

But your memories still, slit my throat with a sharp knife.

And with a last goodbye kiss, here I raise a toast.

It might be the end of our love story, still you’ll be missed the most.

Now you can flirt around with girls, and get laid.

I guess, this is where karma gets paid.

© 2014 richa


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And with a last goodbye kiss, here I raise a toast.
It might be the end of our love story, still you’ll be missed the most.
Now can flirt around with girls, and get laid.
I guess, this is where karma gets paid
And lastly you left it on your KARMA. That's not fare, it is his mistake that he did not understand your true love and now he is wandering. But lovely dear you crafted it with all your heart. Thanks....

Posted 10 Years Ago


but your memories still slit my throat with a sharp knife

Loved it!

Posted 10 Years Ago



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richa
richa

delhi, delhi, India



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I am my own best friend and my own biggest critic.I Accept everything about myself – EVERYTHING! I am me and that is the beginning and the end – no apologies, no regrets.There are many t.. more..

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