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Your false promises broke my trusting heart,
A two-faced love that played a cruel part.
You hid your true intentions from my sight,
And with disloyalty, ended our love's light.

Your lies were spoken softly, yet cut deep,
Your ambition consumed our love's sweet keep.
You chose power over me and our love's might,
And climbed the ladder of betrayal in the night.

Your touch, once gentle, now controlled my fate,
Each whispered lie, a fatal kiss to wait.
My heart is broken, shattered, lost, and sore,
Forever changed by the love we had before.

I mourn the loss of trust and our love's demise,
And weep for what could never be revived in your eyes.

Dedicated to such changing love.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 22/05/2025
The poem "Shattered Love" by Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S delves into the emotional aftermath of betrayal in a romantic relationship. Through vivid imagery and emotive language, the poet captures the pain of broken trust and the heartache that follows deceit. The speaker reflects on the duplicity of their partner, who masked their true intentions behind soft words and gentle touches. The metaphor of love as a light extinguished by betrayal illustrates the depth of the speaker's sorrow and sense of loss. The line “You chose power over me” emphasizes the partner’s ambition and selfish choices, suggesting that the love shared was sacrificed for personal gain.

The poem also explores the transformation of love from something nurturing to something destructive. The lover’s touch, once comforting, becomes a symbol of control and manipulation. The poet mourns not only the end of the relationship but also the erosion of trust—an essential foundation of love. With a tone of sorrow and resignation, the final lines underscore the permanence of the emotional damage and the impossibility of reconciliation. The poem is a powerful expression of grief and disillusionment, dedicated to the experience of love that changes, falters, and ultimately breaks under the weight of betrayal.
In Infinity's eyes, emptiness resides,
A hollow echo of promises she devised.
To lure Mine back, with deceitful grace,
But her heart remains a winter's frozen space.

Like autumn leaves, her words wither fast,
False vows scattered, leaving love aghast.
She forgot the gardens of my loving soul,
Where roses bloomed, and wildflowers made whole.

Infinity's spirit now a restless sea,
Tossed by waves of wealth and materiality.
She navigated away from love's calm shore,
Leaving Mine to drown in sorrow evermore.

My love was a rich tapestry, intricate and bold,
But she reduced it to mere threads of gold.
Used and discarded, like a worthless find,
Infinity's heart now a relic, left behind 💔.

Dedicated to the heart now a relic.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated:21/05/2025
The poem "Heartache" by Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S is a poignant reflection on love betrayed and the emotional aftermath of being abandoned by someone once deeply cherished. Through vivid metaphors and symbolic language, the speaker recounts how "Infinity," a person once loved, lured them back with false promises, only to reveal a heart devoid of warmth or sincerity. The poet likens her words to withering autumn leaves and her intentions to a cold, unyielding winter. These natural elements emphasize the fragility and transience of her affection, contrasting sharply with the deep and nurturing love once offered by the speaker, described as a blossoming garden filled with roses and wildflowers.

As the poem progresses, the focus shifts to the spiritual and emotional cost of Infinity's choices. Her pursuit of wealth and superficial gains transforms her into a "restless sea," suggesting inner turmoil and instability. The speaker, left behind, is metaphorically "drowning" in sorrow, highlighting the depth of his emotional pain. The final stanza carries a tone of bitterness and loss, as the speaker compares his once vibrant love to a "rich tapestry" reduced to "mere threads of gold"—beautiful yet stripped of meaning. The heart once full of life and passion is now labeled a "relic," underscoring the irreversible damage caused by betrayal and emotional neglect.
Infinity, once my forever shine so bright,
Your heart now blinded by wealth's fading light.
You prioritized position, power, and gold,
Over love, care, and time our hearts once did hold.
Did false pride make you forget trust's gentle might?

In our love, transparency was once our guide,
But ego and show-offs slowly stepped inside.
You started measuring love by material worth,
Leaving me, Mine, with a heart that suffered dearth.
Do you regret now, Infinity, that love's true birth?

Time once stood still when we shared gentle nights,
Whispers, laughter, and adventures felt just right.
But your pursuit of status and lavish display,
Made me feel like a trophy, not your heart's sweet way.
Is your heart still capable of loving without pride's sway?

Infinity, I wish you could see my pain,
A love that's pure, true, and forever remains.
Your wealth and title never won my heart's race,
Only your love, care, and gentle, loving face.
Will you return to me, and leave your ego's dark place?

Now I wonder, Infinity, do you feel alone,
Surrounded by riches, but a heart turned to stone?
I'm still Mine, loving you with all my might,
Waiting for the day you'll choose love's pure light.
Will you come back to me, and make our love shine bright?

Dedicated to the last love Infinity.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 20/05/2025
"Poet's Love" by Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S is a poignant and emotionally rich poem that explores the sorrow of losing love to material pursuits. Through the symbolic characters of "Mine" and "Infinity," the poet reflects on a relationship once rooted in transparency, care, and emotional depth, now dimmed by ego, pride, and the pursuit of wealth. Each stanza ends with a reflective question, emphasizing the poet’s longing and internal conflict, while challenging the reader—and perhaps the subject—to reconsider the value of genuine connection over societal status. The tone is deeply personal, lyrical, and filled with heartache, yet maintains a hopeful thread, yearning for reconciliation and the return of pure love.

The poem’s structure is consistent, using quatrains with a gentle rhyme scheme that supports its musicality. Symbolism and imagery, such as “heart turned to stone” and “blinded by wealth’s fading light,” effectively highlight the emotional shift in the relationship. The use of "Mine" and "Infinity" adds a layer of poetic abstraction, portraying the universal conflict between love and materialism. While the poem is emotionally powerful and sincere, a bit more sensory detail or clarification of the metaphors could enhance reader connection. Overall, it's a heartfelt, thought-provoking tribute to enduring love amidst emotional loss.
For it took its birth,
From ashes and not mirth.
The form and content stood,
The purest form I understood.

For it came into me,
When my emotions were dead you see.
The care was a cure,
With no ill intent for sure.

For it ran into my nerves and blood,
The sheer love with no tears shed.
The time was dedicated on every stroke,
And the dead love in me instantly woke.

For now it is no longer the same,
But thankfully I am experienced in this game.
The care, love, emotions and time,
Are no longer seen as prime.

For it is the last,even when lost,
Never again at any cost.
No regrets on my present or past,
For it is the last, let it last.

Dedicated to that last which is going to last forever.

Dated: 14/02/2025
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Sure! Here's a three-paragraph note analyzing and reflecting on the poem:


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This poem captures the emotional journey of someone who finds solace and revival through a deeply personal creation or connection, possibly a piece of art, love, or a meaningful experience. The opening stanza highlights that it was born not from joy, but from ashes—suggesting a rebirth or something meaningful emerging from pain or loss. The poet emphasizes that the form and content of this creation felt pure and deeply understood, signifying a profound bond.

As the poem progresses, it becomes clear that this experience entered the poet’s life during an emotionally numb period. It served as a healing force—something selfless and therapeutic. The poet portrays it almost as a lifeline that reinvigorated their spirit and reignited emotions thought to be long dead. The lines are filled with gratitude, and the metaphor of love running through blood and nerves adds a visceral, intimate tone to the transformation it caused.

The final stanza shows acceptance and maturity. The poet recognizes that while this experience or creation may not be the same anymore, the lessons and strength gained from it remain. There's a sense of closure—where love, care, and time are no longer the only values upheld. The poet proclaims it as the "last," not with bitterness but with clarity, choosing to let it last in memory and meaning. The dedication at the end reflects a hopeful permanence, cherishing what was once a healing force.


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In twilight of love, where erstwhile warmth did shine,
A maiden fair, with heart of gold, did stray
From tender bonds of affection's sacred vine,
To pursue lucre's siren call, and fame's cold shrine.

Her eyes, once bright with love's luminous fire,
Now dimly gleam, like embers lost in night
Her touch, erst gentle as a summer's desire,
Now icy cold, as winter's distant, cruel light.

Yet still I hold on to memories of old,
When love's sweet magic made our hearts enfold.
But time flees swift, and if she does not see,
The love she lost, her heart will eternally be.
A prisoner of greed, and I of pain,
Forever longing for love that might have remained.

Dedicated to the last love of my Life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 17/05/2025
She returns with tears, and a regretful sigh,
Seeking refuge in love she once denied.
But my heart, once open, now guarded and cold,
Wonders if her love's genuine, or tales oft told.

Her eyes, once bright with ambition's fire,
Now dimly sparkle with longing's desire.
Yet, in fleeting moments, I see the past,
A girl who cherished wealth and fame that wouldn't last.

Her words whisper sweet nothings, a gentle breeze,
But trust, a fragile bird, with broken wings, freezes.
My love for her remains, a constant, pure flame,
But understanding her heart's a puzzle, a endless game.

She changes swiftly, like shifting desert sand,
Leaving me questioning, on uncertain land.
Does she truly love, or merely escape,
The emptiness of wealth, and a lonely shape?

But still I ponder, on true love's mighty creed,
"A relationship isn't about possessing, but freeing"
True love embraces flaws, and heals the past,
Accepts the journey, forever to last.
If she can grasp this truth, and love with open heart,
Maybe, just maybe, we'll never be apart.

Dedicated to the last love of my life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 17/05/2025
In time's gentle hand, our love will grow old,
Care nourishes it, like a garden fair,
Emotions entwined, hearts beating as one told.
Relationship's beauty, beyond words to share,
Through laughter and tears, our bond will unfold,
With every breath, my love for you made bold.
You are my today, tomorrow, and past,
Forever with you, is where I am meant to last.

But time, a thief, steals moments we adore,
Yet love remains, an endless, pure flame,
Caring for each other, we'll walk once more,
Through life's journey, hand in hand, no shame.
In your eyes, my heart finds a peaceful nest,
With you, my love, time stands still, and love is best.

Dedicated to the last love of my life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated:18/05/2025
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