Self-penned

Their taunts did cut deep
and their indifference seeps
through the armour she had against
thougtless blurts that evoke pains

She wanted to be a tad more strong
no longer so vulnerable among
the lies that spin this tainted earth
so sparse in laughter and guiless mirth

So now the jaded eyes set in
the demeanour and practised preen
a roll of the eyes and flick of the hair
got all the guys swooping over there

She was now the head queen bee
she should be savouring happily
this intoxicating sensation
of utter undisputed dominance

But when the party is over and the door is closed
when she hangs up her smile and her soles
an inexplicable sadness will take over
and she always wondered what was she doing here


Its been a long time since I did poems too. Be nice.