A Love Unrequited

By Harmehma Kaur Bagga

Oh the sting of a love unrequited,  

wounds like no other - 

Like a poison dart speared across the chest,  

Like the sting of a serpent blaring from the fires of  hell,  

Like a broken piece of glass stepped on while dancing,  

Like a paper cut from a book that rendered you  romancing.  

Like Hellfire devouring the heart of but a naïve soul. 

Like when harrowingly enters the eye that little bit of  indelicate kohl. 

Life has its lessons and said lessons maketh man Oh lord - when will I recognise that weather this  storm, I can 

If but only I put to use said lessons to rouse my  amour-propre, 

To wield my sword against these Horsemen of the  Apocalypse quatre. 

Dearest one - I pray one day you shall discern

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love  and be loved in return".

By Harmehma Kaur Bagga