Hey You !

Hey you !
You left me for another
And did not look back
Jealousy like a gaping wound
Festers in my heart.

Hey you!
You are happy now
Not thinking of my grief
Envy like a sharp edged knife
Slices through my heart.

Hey you!
Your smiling face
Steals the smile from mine
Green eyed monster with its cruel bite
Tears apart my heart.

Hey you!
I will take your peace
As you have taken mine
Revenge like a fatal poison
Has infected my heart.

Comments

  1. Mukul Roy Mitter7 December 2020 at 19:44

    Is he/she worthy of such vehemence?

    ReplyDelete
  2. Sukla Roy Mitter7 December 2020 at 22:00

    Not worth your jealousy.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Tapas Kumar Basu8 December 2020 at 00:33

    It's better not to think of the partner, who has parted, at all. That's the best way to revenge because if I feel upset and think only of the past happier times then the partner who has ditched wins leaving the other suffering.
    Beautiful thought and very practical in today's world.

    ReplyDelete

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