The Fraud Molded Soul
An old friend made it like blossom in my soul,
All I was feeling was blood rush in the deep core.
It wasn’t just friendship that brought two of us so close,
We were hoping for so much more leaving behind the sore.
All i could understand about her, was the angelic nature she hold,
But who knew, it was just the double heart she had mold.
The way she uncovered herself to me was all I knew,
But the molded heart opened up to me like rotten stew.
I never thought, it would turn up to me like this,
For all i just was waiting for the little bliss.
The world pretended to me like gratifying & liberated,
But it ended up the other way which I had most hated.
All she possessed was the "Nature fake",
And I felt like washing my hands in the dirty lake.
On every step she just tried to prove me wrong,
With all this I knew it’s not going to go too long.
From all this I have learned a lesson to remember,
Trust only those, who have heart like divine messenger.
Just turn out to this world, the way you are,
Because later on it just gonna left like a dirty scar.
-By (Gautam)
Dated on – 20th Dec 2014
Copyright © Mr Gautam | Year Posted 2015
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