BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
The Betrayal
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
Before the eyes of the watchers
our love was a shining star.
We portrayed Romeo and Juliet
like Aladdin and a genie.
Behind closed doors
Windows wore partitions,
as the door befriended a lock
and my clean laundry
was scattered on the mud.
I thought I was the one,
yet yes I was the one
as she said,
turns out I was not the only one.
Like a wolf in a sheep’s clothing
looking like a saint before me
and a prey behind my back,
preying for another animal to suck.
Behind closed doors...
Love was a promising fable to me,
my metaphors and feelings
were lingering in the dark,
for she wolf was a candle in the wind
that shone better at another man’s house.
I was the winner
always scolded the boys to be wieners,
though I was on the opposite side
and she was leaving with another man.
Behind closed doors...
©Musa Gift Masombuka 2016.
Behind closed doors is a poem about cheating and betrayals in a relationship.
