Sunday, June 22, 2014

Wounded



The words you screamed,
On that day, I remember,
Still very ripe in memory,
As jagged as ice,
And as sharp as a knife,
They pierced me,
Through and through,
You stood and watched,
As the wound widened,
My soul bleeding,
My heart pleading,
I wished for you,
A shadow walking away.

12 comments:

  1. Wow I can feel your hurt through these words. Lovely lines, enjoyed reading them

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  2. You penned the feeling really well :)

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    1. Thank you Sir :D :)
      Keep visiting..!!

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  3. Words ..when they really hit ..we feel the deepest pain..nicely penned Karan.. :-)

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    1. Yes Ma'am..very true...
      Glad you liked it :D

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  4. Wow! I mean it really touched me deep inside...the last line was amazing!

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    1. Thank you Ma'am...glad you liked it :D :)

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  5. Short, yet powerful! :)
    Well written, Karan :)

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    1. Thank you Aayesha..glad you liked it :D :)

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