Whispering Rue

“In that moment I understood that the cruelest words in the universe are if only.” 

A soft whisper, all it takes,
A covetous intention and everything
breaks.
She, the guilty prevails over pure,
It wasn't something her conscience 
was ready to endure.



Each day that passed went by the 
rue of selfishness,
She stripped herself rotten from 
the emption happiness.
Bliss and ecstasy were in 
blue moon,
Blame was upon her for the unsavoury
doom.

Time was the healer, she rooted for,
Reeling with silence above all.
For her, she continued to dwell 
upon integrity.
But who shall save from the wrath 
of  ingenuity ?


A soft whisper, all it takes...