Theme: Remorse

How Did I?

My fervent words -
How they got free rein 
To trample your heart
Beneath their feet!

After the storm has passed
I stand wrung out in pain,
Broken, numb, appalled,
Hung in shame
Before your silence,
Your detached destroyed land.

Oh God! Why I never thought,
It is yours, 
Your own,
For your own emotional treats? 


More By  :  Kingshuk Chakraborty

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