I saw hatred in her eyes
hatred enough to burn my soul.
My apology never able to kill the hate
Her smile unable to hide the fire of hatred
off her eyes…
engulfing me
burning me into ashes…
Like my body tangled in the thorns
while the flowers smile while I bleed…
PS: I don’t know whether I should post this under poetry.Recently I stumbled upon a blog..and that’s how I suppose poems should be 🙂
dandelionsinwind 
Sometimes, life is a painful remark for many… 🙂
– Rahul
😦 I wrote this ‘poem’ for the silliest of reasons 🙂 But sure from the heart …
Thanks for dropping by and commenting 🙂
There is never an end to the learning process of how poetry should be – and that’s something that keep us going.
That’s so kind of you to say so.. 🙂