A Blessing Or A Curse

The day I met you, I thought angels were real.

Yet you proved, demons exist as humans, now I feel.

For your love, day & night I prayed,

But I, in your heart, was just another prey.

My nights were deep and with dreams of peace,

You become part of it, thought it might increase.

Wanted to steal you away from this earth,

The sword you used to cut my heart, a wrath.

My heart, once greener now gone dry,

By your actions and words, it made me cry..

All the bitter things from you about me in words,

Cut my soul like thousands of swords.

You took away my wings,

During the season of the spring.

Destiny’s right path has been chosen,

A blessing or curse, by nature it was given.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.