Wednesday, March 16, 2011

An Ode to the Remorse

Is it broken promises or broken hearts?

Infidelity; no more a forbidden fruit.

It was happiness that formed a blanket around me

And I could feel my body feeling hot

In a matter of time I was drenched in sweat.

Is it your love or wedding vows that choked me?

Love is an abstract term, very much.

I said I am in love, and that was a lie.

How can I be? When I didn’t know how it felt?

I shed tears in the nuptial bed

Not for the chastity but for the void that followed.

I never said I am in love.

I still don’t know what it means.

I don’t give lame excuses.

It was with consciousness this time

No more lies, no more promises

Not for love, not for concern

How silly, not even for the pleasure!

Again I shed tears in the bed

Not for my mistake but for the remorse that followed.

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