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
