I thought he was always mine,
A wonderous creation-A thing divine,
Whose love was holy and sinless,
He always cheered me and couldn't see me depressed,
His love was a blessing, a marvelous boon,
In his eyes I was as beautiful as a moon.
I thought he would never betray me,
He was not the one who would cheat me,
I was an inseparable part of his soul,
I had a conviction that his love was not foul,
He was dedicated and down to earth,
His love was a blend of understanding and mirth.
But...Oh ! My conviction was so wrong,
Why I ever trusted him?Why I felt so strong?
Why he betrayed me?Why he left me to cry?
How could I forget him?Oh...How could I try?
All his love was pretense, treachory and illusion,
Which gifted me tears, gloom and confusion.
-Anjana