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Resentment

He's gone
 
Away  
           
Do his lips            
hold brighter smiles;            
did she bring sunlight            
to his clouded moments?            
           
Burrowed inside            
shadows of days            
& moonlit nights            
           
Even if I tried            
to call him "mine"            
Never was...            
           
Mine            
           
Scent of dirty hair            
more fragrant than roses            
           
Watching those eyes            
closed    
dreams, in burdened  pain            
           
Lashes            
so long and delicate            
           
Every miracle of that face            
tantalizing

I look over again    
losing self once more
when he sleeps
so blinding...      
           
Were my eyes bewitched?            
awestruck            
of his preciousness?
           
           
A curse upon me                
when he entered my life
& soul            
           
In my heart            
He sat so proud            
placed on royal seat            
took control            
           
Now it rots           
the very existence of me            
           
In his arms, it was so warm..            
Affection            
Security in comfort            
How it spread            
Like a disease...            
Weakening
           
           
He's gone to her arms            
           
He loves her...         
   
So lovely          
           
His attention    
never mine in the beginning            
towards me was nothing but lust           
           
           
I see...            
it's overflowing            
Gleaming and illuminating            
           
For her            
     
I see...            
How my eyes            
deceive me            
           
Oh, her heart must be bejeweled!            
Lavishly, luxuriously!            
             
By his love...it's gleaming            
illumination at its worst
           
           
Those affection            
disgust me            
           
My love, won't he die?            
commit suicide..    
perhaps, fall to death?
           
           
           
I do not wish to see him alive
           
           
           
 
SourMelon0313
Written by SourMelon0313 (H)
Published | Edited 13th Mar 2018
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