Don'T Trust

A Aparna Chatterjee Aparna Chatterjee
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Don’t trust a guy Who insists on Talking rather than Writing… For when the wind Changes sails… And you find yourself In the doldrums… He would rubbish Off all his talks As ‘voices’ you Heard, your imaginations And delusions – Or may be, Even if he Did talk, he might have been ‘drunk’ to utter those lovey-dewy words! What he wouldn’t realise That you would remember Every word he said In broad daylight In his complete Senses, only you Wouldn’t have his Writings to prove The past. And so he can easily Get by… Deserting you For greener pastures And younger women, Carrying on with his Flirtatious ways That he always Loves doing… How many more Broken hearts…. Doesn’t bother him. I know it does Bother you, for Being a woman, You want other Women, not to Fall prey to a man Who insists on talking Yet doesn’t have the ‘time’ For writing, though he Could talk to you for Endless hours… Yet not a minute to Spare when he’s turned His back on you – yes, the Very ‘busy’ man who would Label you ‘crazy’ and walk Out on you to make other women Crazy! Beware!

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