Heartless!

 
 
 
 
 
 


Happiness was her name, Merryland she dwelled

Born as a princess to parents Gratitude and Faith

It was her birthday 16th they gifted her wings feathered

White as snow, she flapped them with joy unmeasured

Wings would protect till the time she was pure

If she got selfish they would wither  for sure

Away from Merryland she once found a flame

Hypnotised she picked it up and asked his name

“I take as much as I give, earned much acclaim

I think you have never met me, Love is my name”

O’ Love will you stay with me, I will take you around

To meet my friends and show them what I’ve found!

Love and Happiness moved together

Thinking this life would be forever

One fine day, Distrust came

She asked back for Love without any shame

Happiness decided not to give up

Protect Love under her wings close up

The flame of love was now a fire

Burning the wings till its last fibre

She kept love close selfish not to part

The flames got bigger, started burning her heart

Heart turned to ashes louder she cried

Love she gave away her soul had died

O Happiness, what happened to you said Gratitude

She showed him ashes handful

Embraced by Faith

She accepted her fate

Happiness is no longer her name

Heartless she is now known as Pain

26 Replies to “Heartless!”

  1. Wow…i have nva came across dz kind of poetry..what a creativity dear..this z what going in today’s world right..?? And the last two lines…happiness is no longer her…..!!! Touched my heart…on the whole the every line of this poem is super wow..jz awesome dear….loved it…♥

  2. I at times have no words and there is a surge of emotions. This poetry, no this verse had that magic, it took its flight from fairy tale land and took us to the real world. It is our story from the childhood innocence to the adulterated thoughts and chasm called heartless mirth…beyond words

  3. I don’t know! I found it dark and delicious! Deliciously painful, if there’s such a term! You are unbeatable when it comes to dark moods, Shweta! This poem caused an ache in my heart! Very beautiful!

  4. Wings would protect till the time she was pure

    If she got selfish they would wither for sure

    Whenever I got a chance to read you , your words , I always think about your imagination for words ! you always pick great words .

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