Old Knife

When you betrayed the first time
you cut like a knife,
there was gore,
heartbreaks and emotional pour

This time when you denounced again,
I was aghast,
baffled and indifferent
but not saddened

For, now your knife is old,
it had lost the shine,
all the sharpness and the grind,
and I am sorry to say
your betrayal doesn’t hurt anymore

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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47 comments

  1. Over the years we get used to it.Life is nothing but a saga of betrayals where the loss is always our.Though I wont say the knife doesn’t cut but would rather say the wound doesn’t hurt anymore.

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  2. Leading one to that tip of knife and holding onto it…it nothing more den a prejudiced life.And the biggest fault one does,is to sustain it.Broken to pieces and mending back to a whole…could only be felt by a broken heart.

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