Why should I blame you for my suffering,
You had just charmed me with disarming smile,
No promises were made yet I believed,
You will be mine for ever and ever.
You left me but didn’t even know that,
I kept my secret in the heart of mine,
These are the wounds I inflicted myself,
No one else will suffer the pain but me!
Sometimes you pass my street humming a tune,
Unconcerned you are of your fatal charm,
On gullible souls that succumb to it,
Love is the hurt you unconsciously give.
I am perhaps not only one who feels
Excruciating hurt of broken heart.
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Beautifully expressed poem on pain and suffering. The pathos is well executed.