Giving in

Posted on July 19, 2012 by

Reblogged from Bharatwrites:

I opened the door and went in,

With a guilt inexplicable within;

To get something I knew I wanted

By giving in to temptations undaunted.

The old lady saw me and smiled.

She knew I vacillated a while,

Knew how much I resisted coming,

And yet she knew what was forthcoming.

There was a finality in her glance

As if she knew I had no chance…

Read more… 160 more words

This is a poem I wrote in 2008. Decided to reblog it!

About bharatwrites

Bharat is a writer. He has strong opinions and a pathology to express himself. He writes what comes to his mind—some fiction, some political reviews, some scientific topics, some philosophical ponderings, and some general rants. Originally from Mumbai, India (actually Thane, but it’s on the outskirts of Mumbai), he lives in NYC (actually Queens), and some of his posts will have that as a central theme or a backdrop.
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3 Responses to Giving in

  1. aparnauteur says:
    July 19, 2012 at 10:37 AM

    This one is hilarious! One of my favorite poems!

    Reply

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