Heart Shaped Wound
Taking my fingers from the swell of her heart
And placing them on the trigger of my gun
Call it blindness, go on, give it a name
But it’s hard to see that she isn’t the one.
Severing roots of a seven year old tree
That promised rosy blossoms – eternal bloom
Every year and every tear would watch its growth
The tree of love swaying amidst the forest of doom
The lips are locked, the fate has been sealed
Our soft love song is reaching a bloody crescendo
“I love you to death” the words that escape me
Are no longer just a harmless innuendo
If I can’t love her, nobody can
Her heart, her body was mine alone
She died by my hand, she died in my arms
The queen of my heart lay there, dethroned
Now in another woman’s arms I lie
The same love song for her I croon
As though nothing remains of her but a memory,
A coffin, 6 feet of earth and a Heart Shaped Wound
May 4, 2011 at 4:27 am
It’s been a long time coming, but this was definitely worth the wait. You’re back, and I’m loving it.
Fantastic writing. You know me and my style, so you’d see why this appeals to me on a whole other level. It’s right up my alley.
Good to have you back in the game, Angad. It’s been a while.
May 5, 2011 at 8:21 pm
@anisha: wow. Thanks… I really hoped you would like it. Promise to start writing often again.
@yamini; thanks… Those happen to be my personal favourite lines as well
May 5, 2011 at 7:24 pm
LOVELY.
“Our soft love song is reaching a bloody crescendo
“I love you to death” the words that escape me
Are no longer just a harmless innuendo”