Agony of first betrayal is as intense as the ecstasy of first love itself: Your whole world comes crumbling down...Breath chokes in your throat...only superhuman effort...Time the great healer passes...yet the scars remain...you are never the same again
Betrayed
That night you left meAlone,
On the hot desert sands.
Earthquake,
Thunder,
Lightening,
Raging storms;
Cracking,
Crumbling
Walls,
Shaking
the very foundations
Of my soul.
Deep gaps,
Chasms,
Schisms,
Un-breachable,
Un-broachable,
Persist,
Gaping wounds,
Oozing sores
Exist.
Even today.
Time seeps through,
Unable to
Breach the gaps,
Repair the wounds.
While
Deep within
the bowels of
My Earth-being
A hot furnace rages
Molten Lava seethes.
Ask not
Look not
Deep into my eyes
Peep not into my soul
Touch not my brow
Wet not my lips...
Let the dormant Vesuvius be.
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
Sketch: copy of the 'Head of a Warrior' from battle of Aghiarrei- Leonardo da Vinci by and ©: Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2005-11-18 at 14:11
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