Bloodlust
Smile not on me so guilelessly
laugh not at me so loud
mock me not so heartlessly
for i am but one of the crowd
there are no sweet sweet memories
there was no love to live by
there was my raging hatred
for you when i bid goodbye
when your life was signing its death deed
and death was raging tall
i threw my heart at your feet
to you i bequeth'd my all
i slayed the monster i slayed him
in your joy i joyfully cried
but ingrate! in your selfishness
my heart it shrivelled and died
So smile not at me o medusa
wilt not i shall to your guile
slash my jugular with a knife instead
i will bleed to death in a while

5 Comments:
Oh yes she said too, you are one of the crowd.
“He’s the one”, she shouted out loud!
But she would never laugh, she would never smile,
For... you named her prayerful Love as ‘guile’.
Her Love is true; she whispered in my ears.
I witnessed her eyes filled with tears.
She was loyal, didn’t want to lie.
You just hated her and said good bye!
WIMWI claims yet another.....
shri,please stop rhyming your incompetance.read ur betters.
love and more
uh .... its spelt incompetEnce, incidentally.
really gud...hats off to u :)
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