Seeing is not believing,
Believing is not feeling.
As I heard him declaring his departure
He shot an arrow as miraculously as an archer
Listening to his bizarre words, I was on my knees
Possessed no strength to hear, smell, touch or see
I watched him parting in the dark rainy night
Wishing a final goodbye with a vivid smile radiating light
I strolled home single-handedly weeping and crying
His words stuttered in my mind – my tears complying
My mum awaiting me at the home’s door
Disguising the ache, the veil of bliss that I wore
She asked me where was I?
I sighed and told her a lie
How can I tell her it was a lad?
Who deceived and took everything I had?
My numb body directing my senses to the way to my room
Thoughts ruled my mind and soul – this appalling doom
I cursed myself for being in love as a dope
There was no rainbow after this rain, no bliss and no hope
He left me for the sake he was done
Likewise, he is going to find another one
He is a traitor, a betrayer and a player
Thus ruled my heart for an eternity as a mayor
Depression and distress was now the food to my soul
I salute him for his significant triumph to attain his desired goal
One day when no one was in the house
I clasped a knife due to that louse
To Be Continued…
Betrayal – Part I