Sunday, February 1, 2009

UNDONE

Sarcasm behind every compliment.
Irony concealed in every line.
Double meaning words you implement.
Stuff you say bites me like a K-9.

Contemplating on your thought process.
The dilemma that you lie beneath.
And even if the bitter truth you confess.
Is powerful enough to remove the surface underneath.

Unbearable was the pain that you put me in.
The numbness that injected you.
Excruciating is the punishment of the sin.
How will I ever explain this love to you?

It was never intentional.
Never did I mean a single word of it.
You thought this was my only fundamental.
To look down upon each bit.

You stepped into my life willingly.
When the entire world was against you.
I loved you exceedingly.
May be, that love was never enough for you.

The innocent sweet girl that you were.
Perhaps the sweetest person I've ever known.
Much more than me you deserve.
So by me, on cloud 9, you were flown.

My 'Delicate Darling' I called you.
You insisted on it being antagonistic.
Handling romance was difficult for you.
So, I wrote letters that were bombastic.

The others took you for a ride.
Made you follow their lead.
On job being done they shoved you aside.
Like a worm for the fish to feed.

Couldn't accept the harsh reality.
I initiated an alteration.
To bring a change in you, if not the society.
It was inevitable to undergo this desparation.

Unquestionable is the fact that I was mean.
I did hurt you terribly.
Tried to keep my conscience unseen.
You did put an effort, which I notices vaugely.

I didn't notice things going haywire.
The slow poison that injected your veins.
You got suffocated, so much so, you couldn't respire.
It stimulated a havoc in your brain.

Things going out of hand.
I decided to break free.
Excusing something more than you I deserve.
Hurt and shattered, you seemed to agree.

Realising my mistake, the moment I siad it.
Guess, it was too late to consider.
Another chance? The heart was badly hit.
Antipodal as we are, it's going to hinder.

I cired, begged and wept in pain.
Apologised like a maniac.
Knew without you I'd no longer be sane.
Stark reality like nightmares made me insomniac.

More than a year and a half has passed.
You wouldn't even remeber a speckle.
My memories by you have been stashed.
But, I can recall everything, even your tiniest freckle.

The motive was right, the protocol wrong.
Only desired a better change.
Also the implementation was a bit prolong.
The person I best knew now seemed so strange.

Lost in the process of helping you out.
Trust me, I don't want a single credit for it.
I know you hate me in and out.
Your heart now burns with the spark I lit.

Nether do I expect, nor have any demand.
This task of mine is still 'UNDONE' to you.
I just pray your koys flourish and expand.
How will I ever explain this love to you??

Take Care....

3 comments:

Mishika said...

Take care!
I spoke to her day before by the way.

Rishabh Ladha said...

How is she?

Mishika said...

fine. happy and content!