Sand and Stone

For years I read 

love poems to him

Again and again

But my words 

fell on deaf ego

He did not change

Nothing changed

His heart is stone

His soul is sand

On which nothing 

Does ever grow !



Love Undone!

It was a question that 

Knotted my heart

So I asked you at last

As calmly I could

Do you still call her?

You swore on me

And said just thrice

I would have believed 

Had you been nice

But your pretentious rage

Gave your deception away

As you paced the room

Working up mock fury

I saw your mask fell

And the knot in my heart

Unravelled undoing our love!