Yes Me’lord
It’s murder
Please do not dismiss
My plea, without hearing
Me further
He came with
Intent and design
Made me
Relent and resign
From my stiff stand
And listen to his serenade
He said his love
Was far above
The mundane
He promised bliss,
Never the pain
It was a lie,he could
Never explain.
He stole my heart
With grace,
Then did a
Volte face
And vanished without
A trace.
Do you know My Lord
When did I laugh last ?
Oh, it was way back past.
We had a date
Deliriously happy I knew
Not my fate.
He never came
That was his game.
Stabbed me with
Unloving glance,
Wounded me with
Fatal silence
I got burnt with
Hot tears
Was desolate with
Mortal fears.
I have now
Virtually died,
Yes Me’lord
It’s a culpable
Homicide.
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India