Wednesday, August 22, 2012

let me be it.

Wrote this a few years ago, i figure i don't mind if it's read now. :)

Let me be, the bad one.
The one who hurt you,
The one who ran out.
The one who crushed your soul.

Let me be, the mad one.
The one who left you all alone.
The one who never turned around,
Never ever had a doubt.

Let me be the horrid one.
The one who rejected each message of peace.
Who white flags burnt,
And whose words did hurt.

Let me be all that and more,
For then you may just let go.
For you may hurt less with every thought,
And seek happiness as you ought.
So you may never be torn again
Between friendship and love, laughter and pain.

I have seen your heart,
So I know, you won't let go.
You will bear the brunt of each thought and word;
Though they be a poison arrow.
And so I know it must be me
To let you go, to set you free.

I erred when I led you on;
I erred for I knew it could go wrong.
I erred in risking a friendship dear,
And so,
The responsibility is mine, I fear.

Will you let me lose a friend please;
Just promise me you will find peace.

3 comments:

Parag Tipnis said...

Wow...brilliant

Its like modern poetry..slightly fast paced..more focused on content than the form...and slightly blunt as it should be..

Also its like a story...the reader can sense what must hv happened to lead to this poem...

Hey just one thing..poetic liberty is alright but "Who white flags burnt" doesn't seem right..

the second last worse is intense one..

Gauri Sarda-Joshi said...

yeh... that was the one line i forced in! :P basically didn't want to change the other, or the thought... so.... and while posting i figured that some poems deserve to be kept unchanged, so left it in there

quasi said...

ummm...