But Honestly…

Jaibala/ September 18, 2015/ Poetry/ 8 comments

It’s strange how things change,
Deep inside I know it has always,
Been this way, been the same,
Yesterday was just as same as today.


A hope kept burning,
on the inside,
A truth unseen,
Would never come by.


Words hurt like arrows whizzing by,
The stars are never seen by the sunlight,
Strength and faith in pieces lay,
A heartbroken a million times.


The hope kept burning,
is dead inside,
The truth unseen,
Can never lie.


A new sense over comes the old,
A warm heart suddenly gets cold,
Broken pieces swept away,
A little hope just died today.


The hope no more burning,
On the inside,
The Truth Unseen,
Was always a lie.


Had I known not to believe,
Had I known not to love,
Had I known to bid adieu,
But Honestly…I never knew.

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About Jaibala

Academically a Microbiologist, I am a Web Columnist for popular magazines and websites, Freelance Writer and a Blogger. Words define me and writing and reading compete to be the love of my life. My biggest belief is that there is something good in everything and I always looks to highlight the best in things. Creative writing is my forte.You can reach me by dropping a mail at contact@jaibalarao.com


  1. Always have hope, Jaibala. It will eventually help you get through those tough times

    1. yes, when one hope dies another is born, I guess. With that Hope and some amazing people, I’ll get through πŸ™‚

  2. We do what we can with all the resources we have at the time. And every experience counts for a lesson. As much as it hurts, that’s how I’ve learned to look back – with gratitude.

    1. True, though sometimes its hard to look back with gratitude, when all you can see is hurt and pain. I guess eventually we all do get there at some point. Thank You Corinne for everything πŸ™‚

  3. Oh, that made me a bit sad to read … very emotional poem… lovely way with words. Had to read it twice…. slowly … “a little hope just died today”… Too sad … may the hope never die. Wonderfully written dear:-)

    1. Thank you so much. It did come from a very emotional space. I don’t think the hope will ever die completely. Because when one bit dies another surfaces. Thanks Eli πŸ™‚

  4. It’s never easy to write such a poem, I think. I know for one, I’ve been guilty of holding on to friendships and relationships that were never there, maybe only a warmth.

    Good thing we can depend on some people who we know are always near and can pull us out of such a feeling instantly when needed.

    You know who they are, so always don’t think twice about reaching out to them. πŸ™‚

    1. I am sure you understand the complexities of relationships. Some hurt us and yet we cannot let go, compulsions, habit. We have to learn to live with what we have, move on and yes spend more time with people who really care.

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