Thursday, November 19, 2009

mother's revenge

i broke your heart
i made you cry.

was that why
you didn’t say goodbye
before leaving?

if buckets of tears
could compensate—
but it’s too late.

and now i walk
the path you walked.

if you had wanted revenge
just to let me know
how it hurts
you have it.

it’s my turn to cry, mother.


Darshan Chande said...

Nice poem... Touching :-} But do you really think it's revenge?

Gauri Gharpure said...

very personal.. the kinds you can't really comment upon. i cud relate to these words..

Anonymous said...

Deep, ambogious! Deeper than ocean-depth!

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illusionaire said...

Ambiguous! :-)

Alejendro said...

Ambiguous! :-P indeed

mesjay said...

@Darshan, Gauri, Chawnghilh, Illusionaire, Alejendro, thank you all for the visit. Please do come again.

Zaia said...

lolzz @ illusionaire & Alejandro :)
A lungchhiatthlak hle mai. But, our sweetest songs are those that tell of our saddest thoughts...

mesjay said...

@Zaia, a ni khop mai.

Calliopia said...

Didn't see this before. But I think I know what you're referring to and I'm so sorry. Guess history has a way of repeating itself, doesn't it? Or life coming full circle. A big hug, mesjay, and I'm sure your mother's spirit watches over you with great love and compassion.