questions to a blackheart

Why did our paths crossed?
Yours and mine?
I must have done something
Really, really vile

In some long-gone birth
If I believe in Hindu saying.
For I have not done anything
In this birth of mine.

to meet some one like you,
holding so much bitterness
so much anger and rage
against a stranger like me.

A woman masquerading as a man
keeping another entrapped
using pretty pictures of another
using brother and father to help.

Does your heart ever curses you
For the cruel games
That you played with me
heaven only knows with how many more.

for years you kept playing same game
never even bothering about Karma
guess devil’s adversaries think
devil too saves his disciples.

devil never saves his slaves
he lavishly rewards them
as long as they can work for him
then he just dumps them for another.


Sharmishtha basu
16.05.10

This poem is based on a real life story. Two engineering students used to trap boys and girls on internet, pretending to be of their opposite gender and flirt with them remorselessly.

Do they ever feel bad for the things they do?

Tags: poem, poems, poetries, poetry, love, trick, treachery, vile, life, writings, feelings, thoughts, Sharmishtha (Trisha) Basu, Sharmishtha Basu.

vengeance

wounded love
cheated or abused love
wounded pride
destroyed dignity
those sleepless nights
spent in bed
tossing around
chalking vengeance.

Sooner or later
If the cut is deep
They will seek out
A way to do it
Better not stir them
The dark feeling
Of vengeance
Evolving from crushed heart.

Sharmishtha basu
20.04.10

seeking forgiveness

So now you say you are sorry
You seek my forgiveness
As the table has turned
You beg for understanding.

Can you give me back my dignity?
Which you ruined without reason?
Can you give me back my innocence?
Which you crushed under your feet?

Can you give me back my life?
Blissful and happy
Full of light and sunshine
Before you throttled it?

Would you have forgiven me?
If I had done the same to you?
Your face tells the answer
Go away, don’t come back to me.

forgiveness

There are times in our life
when we desperately seek
forgiveness
from someone or everyone,
sometimes we get it
and sometimes we don’t
only heavens forgive us
not the children below.

Shall we not keep in mind?
Broken faith, shattered trust
Betrayed love, cruel injustice
Remorseless wrong, ruined dignity
Destroyed reputation, dream and hope
Are seldom forgiven
So we shall not play with them
If we do, shall not seek forgiveness.

Go back

Go back undead go back to your crypt
go back in that dark place of rest
and resume your eternal sleep
she doesnot belongs to you or there.

You got tempted by her innocent youth
made a pact with her lusty kins
promising heaven in return of that youth
they failed to make her bow to you.

You returned from the door of heaven
unsatisfied still lusting for her
she was sleeping blissfully in her
lover’s arm, perfect picture of youth.

You stole her lover’s body but failed
to hide your shrivelled soul
soon your game was caught and
she backed away from you .

Don’t you realise the truth evil undead
your gnarled hands don’t look good
placed upon those lotus hands
nor does your dark soul beside the white.

Go back to sleep evil undead and pray
to God that he forgives your lust
and lets you enter in his domain
forgiven, cleansed and chastised.

Soul snatcher

Tender words forever praising beauty
always ready to fiercely protect fragile
never letting down his weapon when
it came to save damsels in distress.

Every body thought he was a saint
but one day merciful winds tore open
the covers from his dark soul
he was discovered as a soul snatcher.

Lurking in the alleys of pain and sorrow
he picked up the most beautiful souls
with his sweet, syrupy tongue
and words of highest virtues he killed.

Keeping his preys and the world blind
with his dazzling white robe
he made the kill in one strike
and stole the soul without being caught.

The princess

A king had a daughter full of love and grace
a blooming flower, a fragrant harsingar
she charmed the palace with her simple soul
she was smitten by a maiden of her age.

A girl with humble roots but dazzling beauty
she had all the charms which outshone the
modest princess, who was never jealous
never did she thought her friend was so.

Harsingar never guessed champa was red
with burning flame of jealousy for her.
allways counting her blessing in place of
her own and brimming with hatred for her.

They both fell in love with the same prince
the prince was noble, handsome, kind but has
lost his sight in a war, both the ladies nursed
him and the prince fell for the harsingar.

Champa knew it very well and hated harsingar
once a saint came to the kingdom and
promised he will bring the vision back to
the prince, but he asked the king one thing.

The prince should be wed to a princess
the couple will go to an isolated palace
where the wife will do what the sage says
and bring the vision back to her mate.

The order was followed and harsingar went
to a deserted palace with her husband
the sage came at the end of the year and
said that he will get his vision back next day.

Harsingar went to the river to worship the gods
Champa slowly tiptoed in the palace while she was
not there, she fooled the prince in believing
that she was harsingar and he left with her.

The trickster

Once a prince fell for an evil temptress
With beauty of a fairy but heart of ice
She wove her web around his heart
Dark, deep, sinister closing all light.

One day suddenly light of wisdom
tore open the web around his heart
the prince woke up, saw his plight
dark shadow took its true form in light.

He ran away as far as he could
took shelter in the arms of an
innocent woman with heart of gold
he thought past is left far behind.

The temptress soon found him out
took shelter in the nearby wood.
The moment the prince would venture out
She’d take his form and torture his beloved.

The innocent woman was torn apart
a part of her heart worshipped her kind lover
the other hated the fiend in his disguise.
The innocent prince was shocked by her change.

Fate was kind to the lover and played its part.
One day the prince left his sword behind
suddenly he came back and saw the temptress in
his very form, the spell was shattered forever.