The Betrayal Poem by Sangeetha Pandaram

The Betrayal



It's strange when I think of it... BUT
Never did I see a reason WHY
or a season
WHEN you would not whisper
MY NAME.
Yet it happened
Stealthily
in the Darkness of the Moment
when you crept away
into a SECRET World
that you called Your OWN.

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