The knife of the backstabberA Poem by Ashwin ShankerA soothing blunt on one side, But with a sharpened edge behind. Sharpened by the mind’s baggage, A deadly weapon, in a form that no one can
find.
Unsheathed once a ‘friend’ turns his back, To be as convincing as one can be. Unleashed; then its swift in its attack, Alas, such damage is inflicted, yet no eye
can see. If only we had eyes behind, To spot the cut that bleeds within. Behold the knife of a backstabber, The deadliest weapon that I haven’t seen. © 2017 Ashwin ShankerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAshwin ShankerCalicut, Kerala, IndiaAboutI am 25 years old, copywriter working at Mullen Lowe Lintas Group, Mumbai. I love writing and have been doing the same since six-years-old. I am a huge fan of communities of writers who support eac.. more..Writing
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