Thursday, 6 August 2015

Green of Envy

As they laughed together,
Aloud,
The wine glass snapped,
In her fingers..

Jealous..

As he shared a secret with her,
She smiled but bit her lip..

Possessiveness..

Lonely in a crowd
Dressed in the green of envy..
Crimson on her lips and fingers..
She wondered..
Whether she is the luckiest,
Or the loneliest?
The queen or,
Just a shadow?
A dream or,
A reality?

Intense emotions
Of happiness,
Leave her sad and insecure
She thought..

A fool,
She didn't know her worth..

Earlier she said, 'You are lucky to have her,
and he laughed..she laughed with him..

The secret was a surprise planned just for her..

He and her friend
Were all about her
But
She and her mind
Kept drawing
Heart churning conclusions..

As he held her hand
And the fingers entwined
She smiled
A glow beaming straight from her heart..

How she wished
She could lock him inside her heart..
How he wished
They could together fly away...

1 comment:

Vinay Leo R. said...

Yeah. Jealousy is indeed complex. Maybe it's her love for him that brings out the jealousy, the possessiveness. You do poetry on emotions justice as usual da. Well written.