Mea Culpa
One word I inadvertently let loose
from those I had kept in control for long,
the flamboyant ones I carefully chose,
over time with practice they became strong.
I did this after you came in my life,
we flowed in time in the usual way,
until we were struck by the surge of strife,
you had started to slowly stray away.
That was when the word entered my heart’s den,
but I had kept it shackled as captive,
for you to return my door was open,
from debris lost hope I couldn’t reprieve.
My yearning for you did not ever wane,
I did not want to see you hurt and sore,
but unable to bear long the heart pain,
did not know when the captive’s chain I tore.
In the open wound like a pinch of salt
from my spiteful mouth came out the word hate,
I ruefully confessed that was my fault,
but belated, for it had sealed our fate.
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January 29, 2022
Syllable count : 10 per line
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Contest : Latin Lessons
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Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2022
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