I never thought that my poetry going to take such an
anonymous face….
I was trying to make it quite serious tearful and
emotional….but the another thing added to it that was a
revengeful end but in slightly funnier way …..the
backstabber had got his punishment but when you read the
poem in the end the foamy picture that comes in mind would
be a ghost guy hugged by a ghost gal that is what happened
…. 




The backstabber

He came in her life. 
I don’t know why she reorganized,
herself   to such an extent.
Alas! She had to pay that rent...
He said he love her .
His  love is as soft as  fur .
She never  knew his emotions. 
Then he led such a commotion,
that ruined her life at all.
But he “cruel” seemed it was so small,
relationship he had made.
I know for him it was a trade,
to make such a cobweb, 
 endless tears she had shed.
He  ruined her life … he is “a creeper”.
Curses on him ….”the hellish sweeper”.
What makes him to break her heart .
How she had managed for a new start.
Curses on him …. He is a biggest “sinner”.
I wish he go on in such a spinner,
in which he washed like a cloth,
and others* just only loathed
to be with him. Oh dear!
She had suffered that fear,
To such an extent that, 
she committed suicide.
And what she got,
From his side.
But she had done such a great job,
for the revenge of her sob,
She had taken him to the lord, 
for his sins he got an award.
Both had become phantom  forever.
That is what happened to that backstabber…..



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*others is used for other clothes actually.......:)