The Bleeding Love

The Bleeding Love

A Poem by Shayan Das
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Here's the male charecter couldn't accept his wife.After the marriage he was behaving roudly with her.But he failled to discover, another person loves him very much.So her wife got suicide with sad.

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Knocking outside of door till
ten minutes..
It was enough,my tired mind
became fierce.
Home was like a heaven before you
could find a happiness in past with her.
How cruelly,I broke with for you.
'Married' have to behave like,
a puppet of you

Morning or Evening with passing
a loathe face.
with a hellish treatment, shows careful to me.
My affective attention have lost the intent.
So tired I'm today.have to
recover for next day.
knocked again,
again...again...again
again.

No response, as the lady opening it.
may be in asleep, should think proudly .
It'll wake her up, if the sound of breaking
the door.

None in room as to response,
the droping of blood down.
The bleeding for last moment as the floor
totally covered with red.
Two thirsty drops just fall down.
The pithless hand hanging from the bed.
And it is the hate story end.

© 2015 Shayan Das


Author's Note

Shayan Das
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Added on July 17, 2015
Last Updated on July 18, 2015

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Shayan Das
Shayan Das

kolkata,Gobardanga, Indian, India



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I am shayan...from a small town Gobardanga, State-west bengal in country-india...Now i am 17 years old... I like to write the beauty of world...I m very adventurous... more..

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