Sunday, March 01, 2009

fume

and it springs up again
this wanting
to hurt you back
to show you
how hurt i am.

i can retort
or slap your face
be as stupid as you are
to play this game

but trembling,
i control myself
head held high,
not giving in
as you stand there
throwing word-darts
at my ego.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I so like what you write.

Bland Spice

prashant issac said...

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Rohit said...

If I am the other
I know your ego
Isn't as hurt as mine

With your head held high
I know I've stooped
Beneath the line

In your tears
Its me who drowns
And you ultimately shine