Love isn’t a band-aid;

You can’t slap it over every wound

And hope it will heal.

Time isn’t a panacea;

Some wounds go in too deep,

They never stop hurting.

‘Give it time’ and ‘love conquers all’,

They’re only glossy varnish

When tears and entreaties fail.

Let me have my vengeance.

Sometimes it’s the only salve that saves.


In response to the Daily Prompt Word – Varnish


Copyright ©2017 Pradita Kapahi.

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12 thoughts on “Vengeance

      • Haan aj m kahunga ki haa AP sahi kh rhi ho ki badla jruri Hai bt m Ni KR pata m us particular person ko jidagi se hta ke contructive kaam krne ke liye move on m believe krta hu PTA Ni kyu kbhi badla jaisa m ni KR paya , bachpan m bhi Ni bt log m remove krta rhta hu time by time aur dubara kisi ko add bhi Ni krta . Thoda ajeeb Hai bt yhi funda BN chuka Hai


  1. Some moments hurts forever and doesn’t get out of the mind and some rests and comes back in periodical basis. I liked the in depth thought hidden in this poem and yeah… Sometimes vengeance is required… A different poem with a different taste. Liked it.. 🙂

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