The sting of the betrayal, left the torn up heart,
gosh!could have known that, that too from the start,

wouldnt have suffered , the way am doin’ today,
breeze would’ve been cold,if could’ve figured a way

i do think sometimes, nothing has changed much,
i am the same the way was,the pain is all that’s new,
but,lucky are those , who treasure the pain in love,
satisfies my inner yearn, that am those of the few,

i think to move on ahead ,on the new curves of the life,
want to get the peace again, dont want no more strife,

the longin’ for someone,is somethin’ that’d never arise,
the heart has abnegated to enfold,it needs a new rise….

This poem was written/submitted by karan.