Massacre of the innocents
“This place was a treat”
“We’ll come back”, he said
Her heart skipped a beat
“This is where we’ll be wed”
Unfortunately, he remembers
The beauty is now gone
Memories are but embers
“It is time to move on”
“I’ll think about you everyday”
Her eyes said she was true
“I don’t know what to say?
What will I do without you?”
This power he abuses
Too many words spoken
The dagger she uses
Promises broken
They’d be together forever
Until the ends of time
Their love was so tender
Separation a crime
They both do repent
Inevitable, I suppose
Both parties innocent
Yet the blood freely flows
“We’ll come back”, he said
Her heart skipped a beat
“This is where we’ll be wed”
Unfortunately, he remembers
The beauty is now gone
Memories are but embers
“It is time to move on”
“I’ll think about you everyday”
Her eyes said she was true
“I don’t know what to say?
What will I do without you?”
This power he abuses
Too many words spoken
The dagger she uses
Promises broken
They’d be together forever
Until the ends of time
Their love was so tender
Separation a crime
They both do repent
Inevitable, I suppose
Both parties innocent
Yet the blood freely flows
posted by Karthik at 10:46 AM
14 Comments:
why am I the only one who can't write verse??!!
-amrita
the agonies of separation ... the countdown has begun and the clock is ticking ... 2 weeks to go .... sigh....
Very senti senti stuff but nice. Interesting blog, been checking it regularly for some time :).
Akshi.
Amrita,
I have also always been very skeptical about self writing verse. I guess after re-reading Golden Gate I am coming around to the conclusion that simple verse requires much the same skills as prose. Just images and wordplay and the like. Tis fun. :) Haven't got adventurous with "snooty" verse to date though.
Akshi,
I have my senti moods. :P Thanks for checking in
Very Very Nice!
Duh...very nice! :)
rating: above 18 only
ok im sorry but im the most 'unromantic' and 'non-poetic' chap arnd. But when i read massacre of the innocents... the first thing that came to my mind was the joke abt yanking off and kids going down the drain
Thanks guys.
Got a lotta positive feedback about this poem. I shall try some more poetry someday.
For now all I want to say is that there can be only one Golu!!!
Me: Golu read the poem on my blog and tell me what you think.
Golu: (after 5 minutes) It is about a break-up, no?
Me: Of course!! I thought that much was obvious.
Golu: God knows ni amma..every lit junta is saying god stud and all bole to i thought there must be deeper meaning and all.
LOL!!!
Me: Ro is now lit junta. :) He'll be happy
Golu : ro is pseudo-lit junta
Kram
ro is not lit-junta...ro became pseudo lit junta for a while for one reason ;)
a gudda le...dont put choot fundaes...
:) nice re..even nicer than "The bird in the tree, the buzzing bee..." and " The world cup has begun...." :D
and you remember (i'm sure you do..but anyway !)
" Why oh why have the holidays come to an end,
Why oh why is school round the bend,
who was he that great fool,
who invented this monotonous school !"
memories...
:P
Nicely :) This is a facet of you I never encountered....
~lakesidey
Sidey,
I hardly write verse so it isn't unusual that you haven't "encountered that facet".. whatever that means :P :)
Kram
It doesn't mean anything re, I just have a propensity to communicate in prodiguously sesquipedalian language, as you know doubt are already aware :)
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