We tie noose
to the culprit,
assuming
the crime's neck
is choked.

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this is for the
fairy lights
that weren't good enough
because they were too dim
firecrackers that didn't light up the sky
but were too loud
wallets that on a crowded street
got stolen or lost
new phones handled carelessly,
left broken
and the people like that too

-

Suddenly, I felt a shawl draping
From behind.
It was warm and tight
and was not love.
Yes, you hugged,
But with hate.
Those hands clasping
around my neck,
strangulating me
And waiting for me to
struggle for breath,
to be non-existence,

Oh darling, Noose.
You loved to hate me so much.

-

She killed him through her words.
Tied and untied him under
The curved knots of alphabets
Like a Hangman's double edged Noose.

-

My poems are like suicide.
Somedays, life forces them on me.
Somedays, I force it on myself.
In the end, people remember me
more by my poems and not by
how I lived, running away from them.

-

People push you off the cliff
Yes, they do..
Whether you get you your wings
Or hang down the noose,
Is the question!

-

We loved each other
in our own ways.

But somewhere along the way
I let my love for you
become a noose.
And the harder I tried
to hold onto it
the tighter it coiled
around my neck.
Ah, when it's love that's strangling
it's easier to give in, isn't it?

But if it strangled me,
was it love?

-

Wide eyed, she sat in the Emergency Waiting Room.

Slightly relieved, she realized how bad her son was with knots.

She still tied his shoe laces.

-

Strings of life
That hang around loose
Could also be a noose
Waiting for its opportunity.

-

R
O
P
E
Was
The
Only
Thing
She saw,
When she wanted to
To put a full stop To her life.
She won, While the
People Left Behind Her
Mourned. Hangman
She was Of herself
And the only Word
she played With was
suicide. The only weapon
she had, to destroy herself
instead of murdering
someone else's feeling.

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