ODE TO THE BASTARD

Holding the sheets furiously
I shut my eyes hard
his voice was darting on my mind
my hands twitched and I let the thought discard

A 'no one' guy sworn on me
yes he did shamefully
still I let the anger dissipate
and mused over the time ruefully

what was my fault???
I tried to take a stand
saving a girl from the clutches
of that menacing man

he called me a bitch
and threatened to kill
when he was wrong
still he got 'I-am-the-guy' skill

now I laugh
bursting out at his dull-headness
and pray to the bastard
to instill in me a bit foolishness

the dumbness to get agitated
and throw the tantrums onto the world
so that the folks could know
about the new cult

Bastard O Bastard!!!
impart me with the ultimate prowess
so that I can rise
from any menace

the ultimate bliss is
to be an ignorant
not learning from the mistakes
and enjoying being malignant

Bless me Bastard Bless me
you are the one in vogue
just see my devotion to you
that's my efforts for you to invoke...

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*Note- Bastard is no one but just a person in us who frowns at the righteous attitude of people and swear on them. Some of the part of the poem is ironical. The poem may get criticism but its my way to vent out my anger. Please DO NOT TAKE IT PERSONALLY...