I dialed his same old number,
to ask for the missing part of me
His new caller tune singing
(to my heart)
maybe
err no
a voice spits out a blunt hello
oh yes! its him!
b'cause its always been him and him
to me
In second pulse
my ears apprehend - "who's this?"
from the other side
Gulping another insult,
I clench the phone wire tightly
biting my lower lip
My mind hoots in silence, "oh my foolish lover,
I am that same lady, who fed you
that same lady, who healed you
the lady who serviced you in the bed"
once
Author notes
nau-J
In a list
A contest entry
- Best Of Broken Hearts (or revenge) by emLeejo.
600 points, ended August 5, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I feel paramount sadness in this, amd I am saying that there is dar and there is sad, and I am not liking the way your thoughts are portrayed. Especially as one who has known you a while now, and has felt the joy and all the things that life is expected to be. This is really not to my liking in the ture form. In a literary sense it speaks much skill in feeling. ,, I'll comment again soon, Tito
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sure i appreciate you taking time for this
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Very touching and sad. Well expressed.
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wow, you are so creative. You really are one of the best poets I have read- and you have such self confidence that shows through your poetry. I see an amazing future ahead for you!
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i gained confidence with my experience and god's grace
anyone can fetch confidence if he is honest, faithful and dedicated..
thanks for the comment dear
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This was a really awesome poem. I felt the speeding of my heart as if it were me calling a former lover, changing my mind about talking to him after all. Awesome!
Write on!
~*~SP~*~
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hey where have you been?
glad to see your comment after SO many days! thanks 
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This is a splendid piece of truth to read. This leaves a lot for the mind to ponder. It is great. Thank you for sharing a bit of your talent with me
Melanie
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yeh Abscessed is my teacher for free verses
thanks for taking your time in this
Ankita
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yeh he's just not worth you girl. he's not worth all your heartache, anxiety, doubt, or the least bit more energy. put him behind you and forget about him the way he's put you behind him and forgotten about you. move on. let him go. and if you ever come across him in public, pay him no heed, as if he were some beggar by the wayside.
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Strikes a cord
Oh dear...reading this made my stomach ache with pain. A very strong poem in feelings and emotions, showing the reader one of the turmoils one can experience in life. A very touching piece of work. My favourite bit is the volta in the third stanza..."who's this"...
More power to your pen,
Charishma
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hey bachha...thanks for peeping here...yes am growing better as a poet and as a person too ....thanks for wonderful people like you around me and of course apna dost krishna
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it was good, nice write. good luck in the contest
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The main point in this poem is who's this?...
Good written and nice poetical (not a real life) ending.
I hope this is only your poetical expression.
~Sonja~
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its the way you take it reader
Thanks for that lovely comment
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AWWWWWW, this is so poignant, unrequited love portrayed so profusely. I think we can all relate to this at some point in our lifetimes. Well done and good luck in the contest. Val
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Unique
Marvellous! You have turned this very very ordinary telephone conversation into poetry with such unimaginable surprise ending! How I wish to know your onetime bedfellow's reaction!
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"How I wish to know your onetime bedfellow's reaction!"
uhmm lol
Thanks for that comment!
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sweet loved this good job with this you can write
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