Novel & Cerita Puisi Kecewa Karena Sikapmu

I just stare at him hopelessly, cradling my body and shivering from the dampness still gracing my skin as it bothers me and adds to my fragile mood. “Today was a lot of things. Stupid knee-jerk reactions fuelled by jealousy and a broken heart. I thought you were betraying me all over again.” I sigh dejectedly, trying so hard to make him see sense; afraid that he really means to end this and hating him for it. My words just seem to piss him off even more.

I will write a poem and I'll read it to Mom tomorrow," I answered. The days arrived calm and breezing, Everybody was bustling from travelling, Then you came to me without and hesitations, Giving me friendly and adorable expressions. The days were bright and shining for a while, And here you are looking at me with a smile, You always make me a way to catch my attention, Congratulations! You are now my immersion. The days proceeded moody and leaves were falling, Yet you are still there to keep me aspiring, Those sleepless nights that you showed my worth, I thought you were truly down to earth, The days come cold, Same as your heart's constantly changing, You eventually manifested your true col

WORDS Those words broke me. I can't explain, How I felt. So I'll use words, And I hope, I don't disappoint you further. I felt the pain, The deep seated pain. I won't lie to you, The tears threatened to fall, And I wonder, What exactly is wrong with me? I held you close once, But now I'm just a memory. Why am I this way? If this is popularity, I want to have no part of it.

I spouted, leaving immediately without a second thought. I couldn’t believe they had just ruined the moment for me. What was there to hear, anyway? He’s so shameless and jobless, always invading my space with those silly pleading expressions, which I know are just a pretense. “I know what all this is about, but I’m sorry to disappoint you, mister, it won’t work,” I muttered in my heart, storming out of the premises to a secluded space in the distance. My heart was throbbing heavily, dripping with fury and pain.

Dad asked with an incredulous expression. "Dad, I can't displease myself just to please all of you. I have suffered mentally in no small measure because of my predicament. I have had so many sleepless nights and languished in sorrow for too long. Now that there is a beacon of hope that will bring joy to my life, all of you want me to forget about my son with Whitney and keep on waiting for a son from Jaya that might never come. I'm sorry I will never do that cos I'm sick and tired of waiting!" I said with anger.

I murmur the words tasting bitter in my mouth. It can’t be Anacostia, that bitch is too dumb to even guess the way my mind works and this words are written too right for her type of IQ since her writing isn’t and would never be on par with mine! Not sure how she ever got the top spot before! I try to brush it off, but the words stick. They cling in that annoying way thoughts do when they’ve hit something real. “𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒕.”

****** Those with a poisoned heart, would always emit poisiom, however hard we try to fill them with nectar. ****** These words of disgrace and mockery from both of their mouths was lancing my heart. They both are all filled with negativity, their ill mind kept on generating ill and horrible thoughts, which they end up radiating upon me. "I feel pity on both of you and your thoughts, I believe and well understand now that I can't expect anything good or worthy to be spoken by you."

(your love destroyed me, It broke me like that I died Nor I have left any desire to live Nor I wish to die This heart wants your togetherness Despite knowing it is impossible what ever it is asking for it pretends to be oblivious Your togetherness is not heaven Nor I am an angel But if you are with me I will imagine hell as heaven as well But the problem is You do not accept my togetherness And I can not accept anything except you " Shayari said thinking about her position in life (It is written by me, forgive me if I make mistakes in translation or in the poetry itself.) " Why do not you love me like I do Shauhar ji? Why? What crime have I committed? " Shayari screamed but got no answer ***

“My cock might be defiant and a traitor, but even he has reservations about being inside that mouth of yours with all those teeth that could easily elongate into fangs at any moment. No thanks.” “Whatever.” I shoved at him lightly, forcing down the sting of rejection and disappointment curling hot in my chest. Why was I disappointed? What the hell was wrong with me?

I give a bite at the dried meat, but it also doesn't make me feel better. I failed. This is the only thing I can think of while going back to the plaza. I run as fast as I can, to not start crying. I can't cry, the white demon will be there. I hope he failed too. As I come near it, the buzz of happy people fills my ears once again. I will disappoint them. Father is expecting me, he is looking at me. -Father… I failed.- I let myself fall into his open arms.