SCAR OF LOVE...

"Understand", he said to me in an uproar;
Dissolving all the memories in a cloud of smoke,
Seeing him leave was painful and sore;
Torment struck my world, I was completely broke.

I begged, I pleaded, I bleeded;
"I love you, I'll die", my mortality out cried,
Kicking me in the pit, into dismay my life was leaded;
I was a widow, wearing the dress of a bride.

"I will be your hero", he used to say;
He promised to stay forever, why did he leave?,
My head on his chest, he once kissed my blues away;
My soul was mingled in his, I am left with nothing to believe.

Is me being alive so blustered and misfortuned;
That the person I love so much says, "Leave me alone",
Emotions ravaged by his utterance, tartness pruned;
All he calls me now is a wicked crone.

Once called an angel, now a pestering witch;
Bearing it all with a hope that he loves me too,
Chafed by my laughter, my finger was rammed into an open switch,
Bruises healed, dreaming happiness would come to my rescue.

Fractured by his ferocity, I couldn't bear it anymore;
When the devil was asleep, I drove out the knife, Hist,
Flesh drenched in blood, but I smiled for the excruciating pain;
Love you always, to prove my love; all I could was slash my wrist...

-SNEHA SUYAL