THE BETRAYAL

The Betrayal

                          

The lonely night was howling behind the woods,

A masked face, spiritless seemed wandering

The glow of soul was concealed  by the gown of grief,

The eyes of hope sunk in sorrow ,swelled in anguish,

The heart  groaned as a beaten up beast..

The breeze could break his bosom..

The chest of secrets was unfold..

To his last friend he murmured,

“They told it was a weapon,I dint realize

  I wasn’t a good master either,

  But I gave my soul into it

  Still I was stabbed,deep in heart..

  By the one whom I spared my heart for”..

                                      Ajith Vijayan

                                      15/07/2011