Category: Fear

Smita Vyas Kumar 

She is a brilliant Writer on Medium and is willing to take the journey along with me at A Cornered Gurl via Medium. For the next two weeks, her first contribution to the publication, To Conclude, will be featured here. Everything about this work makes me love the authenticity of writing poetry, of releasing, of capturing love and all its counterparts in a most precise way. Smita does that and ends the poem solidly too.

Please encourage her heart, beautiful people. 

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To Conclude

Nothing ever ends well.

The sense of dread
you sometimes get
is all too real. Don’t brush it off.

Deals will be broken.
Your heart too.

What you thought would never
end on a bad note
becomes a pool of dried blood,
a flood on the floor

that leaves a stain
with jagged edges that will scrape
at your heels and pinch your toes
so hard to make your eyes smart.

Nothing ever ends well.
Don’t get fooled by promises
made and sealed
with a kiss. 

You let the friend go
when you took on the lover
and if it turns with the weather
you will always and forever
need a thick sweater
to keep out the cold.

Remember, nothing ever ends well.
It’s a myth made by minds
that want to go into enchanted forests
eat wild berries that stain the tongue

and swing widely from rungs
to fall into waiting arms
that won’t be there.

The leaves will crunch and crackle
under your weight
as your spine breaks
and you may never walk again.

The spirit may remake itself, sure.
But that’s the subject of another poem.

Tonight, just remember
nothing, when it ends, ends well.

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To Conclude, published at A Cornered Gurl via Medium. This is the first of many guest Writers posts/features here at A Cornered Gurl via WordPress. Thank you so much for reading and thank you, Smita, for this beautiful poem.