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Posted in Poetry

Broken Vows

Posted on by Oindri_I 
I remember the kiss we shared
When we met for the first time and
The red envelope you handed me
With a letter of your open heart.
And I remember the last letter I wrote
And pinned with my earring
Before I left forever to chase my dream.

So, we had a promise;
A promise to build a future.
A pledge of love; left unfinished;
And a vow to grow old together.
And here we stand tonight;
Blocked on each other's device,
With dried tears on my cheeks
And broken poems in your notebook.

And you don't know
How I wish everynight
I could run back.
Run back to the alley
And hug you tight
And kiss you like the first time.
And tell you how much I want us.
How much sorry I am
For sleeping with another man
For every misunderstanding I had.

I wish I could turn the clock back.
And leave everything behind.
To get that moment again;
When I saw you for the last time;
On an August night
With hopes in our eyes
To meet again
In some foreign countryside.
And perhaps this the price
We have to pay for this life,
For every false promise we made,
For every broken vows we pledged.
Posted in Poetry

Tears of Persephone

Posted on by Oindri_I

We could have a better connection,
We could have been the best pair,
As I was your precious
And you were my only one.
My entire life had been like
The little creeper cuddling the old tree.
All my life I knew only you
Like the pole star in the vast sea.
You were my first love.
You were my first teacher.
You were my light in the darkness.
You were my only shelter.

But I don’t know what came
Between us to tear us apart.
I don’t know who cast a spell
On us so that our fight gets uglier.
Each night we fight.
Each night we cry.
Each night we get hurt.
Each night brings a nightmare.

Still, you can try to hug me.
You can try to kiss me once
And you can read bedtime stories.
You can give us another chance.

Because, I am still the same crybaby
Whom you once gave birth.
I am still the same toddler
Who waits for you to come back
From your school, everyday.
I am still the same teen
Who tries hard to get close to you.
I am still the same me
Who wants to sleep next to you.

Alas, You fail to wipe my tears
Every time and my soul bleeds.
This time, once Persephone leaves
With the Hades to the underworld,
She ain’t coming back to her mother.
And Demeter’s agony will
Engulf the world forever.

Posted in Poetry

The Mask

Posted on by Oindri_I

“I forgot him”
She said in front of the crowd;
“I don’t love him”
She shouted without any doubt.

Later at the midnight
When the wind was chilly;
Tears blurred her sight
“How could be I so silly?”

Mumbled to herself
She took off her mask
“I still love him”
But going back
Wasn’t an easy task.