I observed you when you loved me,
I observed you when you couldn't take the fact i didn't love you,
I remember the atrocious behavior
which you behaved when you came to know that i never loved you,
you cut your wrist with the knife from the kitchen,
you tore the poetry that you had written,
set them ablaze,to show how wretched you felt,
when you heard from me that i didn't love you.
you tried all versions of eccentricities,
like ripping, starving, tearing, burning ,
but i felt you are trying to make me fear,
for in love all these shall make you,
feel for the one you loved,
but for me it was a a threatening stuff .
whats the use of hurting self ?
for a person who doesn't understand your love
or probably you she doesn't love?
Copyright © nikhileswari swaminathan | Year Posted 2013
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