Blindfolded

Dreams live forever

We do not

I was supposed to run with you around East River

You were supposed to hold my hand and buy me ice cream

Forbidden fruit, never tasted



Even though

I was you sex toy, your waste of time when nothing better to do

That kind of love was only planted from my side

That kind of love existed only when you were horny

Oh I know I know



You spoke of commitment and such things which will make

inexperienced girls fall

Fall hard



I found myself being betrayed

Not a feeling to hold on to

But an experience to recommend

Stronger I am

I am happy, you jerk

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Afzal Shauq's picture

a rich poem, poetic way done, best composition of words and expression is immpressive a lot.. well done..I like it and hope you add more poems too dear friend..appreciate your thoughts and commitments