after reeling through so much of turmoil i have really started questioning the existence of emotions ...
"I am emotional too" is what thou say
Yet compassion is a forbidden virtue , thou always portray .
Herein lies a person who cried his heart out for your sake Did you by any means gauge his tears to be fake ?
You help others with complicacies in their love life
Then why is it that you let your own , get replete with strife ?
Love isn't a child's play ; in the course of our lives its presence does matter Yet with your own hands you shatter his dreams that he had showcased before you on a platter .
Mistakes he has done , none of which he denies The punishments are but being overdone , as silent tears he cries .
You bring him in , just to throw him out Time and again obliterating him , as if he is a wretched lout .
How can you forget the times when he stood by you Except out of love , what else is there to construe ?
Today as he is battling to somehow stay alive All he gets from you is a token of painful jibes !
Truly emotions are an abstract fallacy , a wholesome lie Rather than get intertwined in this web , i would have preferred to simply die ...
I can understand the words you write. I can almost see a soul fearful to trust because of being hurt before. I too have let others use my compassion as a weakness. One day I will meet someone that can trust, and be completely honest, as well as you. The pain shared is pionant. D
i won't go about describing myself cause it'll end up as a self deprecatory saga .. my poems are there to speak for me .
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