I had pity on you

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    I had pity on you

    Across the pathway of my life,
    I met a person in my life.
    Who pretended to love me very honestly,
    And it was none other than Lee.

    Yesterday I had a mail,
    I found myself hearty ‘n' hail.
    But as I read through it,
    Each word made me to fall in a pit.

    Tears rolled down my cheeks,
    Because I was unable to believe;
    I felt like a crushed leaf,
    For it was said to be a mail of relief.

    I was promised to be cherished,
    For few days I could see my dreams too flourish.
    Alas! It could not last any longer,
    ‘Cause I was hit worst and was no more stronger.

    I was made to dream to become a wife
    And had plenty of dreams set for my life.
    I honoured and respected him as a husband,
    But later I realized that, it was alike a dream of tri-color band
    O which I cant depend.

    I was promised to be kept happy
    I was told, I'll be loved
    I shared everything whole-heartedly
    To a man who really was nothing more than a maniac Lee.

    What do I do now?
    I thought for a moment
    I lost everything again
    But still kept hold of every vow
    Hoping and thinking to deal
    But I knew that I could never again feel.

    Everything vanished like a vapor in no time
    Life turned to be bitter and sour as lime
    Life seemed to be very tremendous once
    But now I am guilty a million tones.

    All was a big lie,
    I was not loved.
    It was a time pass,
    Which he thought was first-class.

    At the end I was informed and told,
    “I loved you ‘cause I had pity on you”
    It was a very strong blow on my face
    Which made me as if I was being sold.
    It was a lie when he said “I Love You”
    ‘Cause all my dreams just later turned blue.

    He had pity on me? Oh! Yes, and,
    So was I loved,
    So was I made a wife,
    And that way I spoiled my life
    So was I made to dream,
    Across the thunderous stormy stream.

    May be so only was I cherished ‘n' nourished.
    All, all because someone had pity on me
    But why?
    I know
    It was a lie and an excuse.
    It was actually not a plan to love, cherish or nourish
    But indeed was a plan to perish.

    This is what love is all about,
    Let me tell you never to proud.
    It is really unkind and blind,
    Leading one to a place from where the right way,
    One can never find!

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    sherry122 commented on I had pity on you

    05-15-2009

    I can feel the anger in this poem, that’s a good thing. You poured all the anger out in this poem so you can start anew.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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