Sunday, May 8, 2011

Lady You Are The Biggest Fake

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I had promised never to write a poem to her but this one just burst forth frothy from my womb of pain.. 'popat banaya ' means in hindi making an ass of another person..

you sweet
talk your way
into peoples
homeless
heart s
popat out
of them
you make
you get
them to fall
in love
with you
accidentally
of course
because
you enjoy it
for enjoying sake
you give
false hopes
than go
into denial
your best
friends
you forsake
fools and asses
out
of them
you make
you cause
them pain
burn them
on a stake
wrapped
in a cloak
of deceit
you switch
of your phone
a thirst
you do not
slake
you have
sleepless nights
insomnia
broken hearts
as fruit cakes
you bake
you keep
the asshole
at the
other end
forever
fully
awake
you come
in a persons life
slither away
like a snake
at daybreak
sod off
you say
rudely
as name
sake
poison
you give freely
poison
your intake
falling
for your
dewy kohl
laden eyes
your cleopatra nose
your gazelle neck
was my first last
mistake this
poets porcelain
pristine heart
you did break
a cheater too
has a right
to love once
in his lifetime
a law i did not make
you walked away
without
a parting kiss
or a golden
handshake
of what
you could
not offer
why did i
partake

your
memories
your boisterous
laughter
remains with me
as keepsake
that drop
of tear
that fell
om my palm
a beggars bowl
was it false
liquid less
opaque

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