When I Messed with Love

I believed those scented words,
words that were not considerate,
words that had noxious fumes,
I had inhaled,
when I messed with love.

I let myself sink into a betrayer,
betrayer who snubbed my love,
betrayer who injured my soul,
I had shielded,
when I messed with love.

I found pain enclosing my nights,
nights with drunken thoughts,
nights with old-new memories,
I had with him,
when I messed with love.

I lost everything,
yet, nothing,
when I messed with love.

-Kritika Vashist

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