Prattling of raindrops on the roof,
Rivaling beats of drums aloof,
Senseless stares in an empty space,
Trying hard to read your face,
No regret,no remorse,no shame,
For you it was just a game;
Breathless when I say goodbye,
Hiding from you my hurt,my cry,
She has come back, I cannot stay,
Love triangles are doomed anyway;
Babbling of voices in my head,
Competing with singings of the dead,
I hold my heart, I have to let you go,
Broken,I have nothing left save my ego.
Anita Bacha
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Author: Anita Bacha
Creative and inspirational writer and poet, I lam also an addictive reader of novels, poetry and children story books.
I am the author of Soul Poetry a book of inspirational poems, verses and quotes (2015)
The Maker of Miracles (2006) and My Journey with God (2008) are narrations about my journey with my spiritual guru.
My new poetry book INK Echo of life and love published by Éditions de L’Ocean Indien earlier this year (2019) in Mauritius, my birth country is a collection of love poems extolling the feelings and desires of women.
The Princess and the Crow is my first story book for children ,released by Austin Macauley Publishers London in March 2019.
I love to write. I guess my writing has a special cliché of island 🌴 life, natural,unpretentious and full of beauty.
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You’re a master is capturing all emotions… Feelings find words in you 💔
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Thank you Gunjan.
You are too kind.
A love triangle hurts badly I imagine for the three parties involved.
I am glad you like it.
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Beautiful… Really something to feel..
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It is my first attempt to write a poem about the love triangle where one man is in love with two women.
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phenomenal…
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This is a beautiful piece
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