Balakarthi N
Rolling Iron wheels screeches
heard through the screams
blissful students exhilarated
a journey to Goa much awaited
a gentle wind cradles
playful lot dozes
a guilty soul mourns
recall the cruel words thrown
she came closer
he felt like a sinner
she’s an angel without wings
could free him from the sins
yes! love forgives
love always wins
she sat beside him slowly
but it hurts him newly
rest her head on his shoulder
he felt inside something heavier
sky broken down
tears rolling down
he went to the flapping door
doleful wail muffled by the thunder roar
wistful tears washed off by the drizzle
‘good riddance’ a friend consoles
friend adds, “girl hops but boy crawls”
he said, “nothing makes sense,
she was there with me,
now she’s with him”
he realized from the guilt
“body’s sore by fire heals naturally
but the soul’s scar by words burns eternally ”
his life lesson learnt.
Good one Balakarthi!
Thank u 😀, my first long poem, it was written as sort of narrative poem but had technical issues with the spaces in the text editor..
Nice one, friend👍
Story of betrayal, well depicted.
Thank u comrade 🤓
Nice poem of acceptance, love can hurt
Thank u ma’am 🙂 for sparing your precious time and taken the concern to give feedback..
Wow… Well depicted love hurts too… 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Thank u ma’am ☺️, yes it does 😟
Your title fascinated me enough to get me to click and read…nicely done ….first few lines and I thot you were setting up for a nice love story…didn’t foresee the betrayal part..from being the apple of his eyes to being a thorn in his side…good work
Thank u for reading and giving your comment 😊
The painful story of betrayal! Very interesting title