A Knife Called Mistrust

by Meme   Aug 17, 2012


Robust,
where the looks in your eyes
when you pulled your knife
and my back you thrust.

Disgust,
the only way I can look at you
when you greet me by a smile
then betray my trust.

Combust,
who cares if your nerves
bust. Cause in my life you
are no longer a must.

Just
wait for my ire to gust, and
you will taste the bitterness
of mistrust.

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© Copyright 2012 by: gIrL
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  • 11 years ago

    by One Man Clan

    It's one of these poems that I know for a fact I'll never be able to write
    A one of a kind
    A masterpiece by all means
    Mel a5er ya3ni ya benti

  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    First of all I love your rhyme scheme....Oh cool is that??? its in the beginning of the lines... I have been known to do that... but it always looked goofy... and you pulled it off quite nicely!!! LOVE IT...

    the message was a powerful punch... very deep and well expressed... love this piece!!

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    MeMe this was amazing! I love the structure and each word standing alone in the first lines, very powerful indeed. You got the rhyming to work great and still held the power in the meaning of the poem.

    Just loved it, well done.

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Amazing title, first of, it made me curious and want to read...
    and then the poem, OMG it flowed flawlessly, and the whole tone of it, was powerful and strong and there was nothing I can critique...

    It was amazing
    xxxx

  • 11 years ago

    by Decayed

    Wow! the tone felt so strong with the 'ust' ..... so powerful!!

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