May 17, 2017May 16, 2017 by Kunal Thakore

Thinking Twice

love gone bad, Poetry, ramblings
bullet, dagger through heart, gun to temple, Love, poison, suicide, trigger
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As I point the barrel to my temple

Bullet in chamber, cocked and ready

Fingers building the pressure on the trigger

I release my hand

Why waste a bullet

When there’s already a dagger through my heart

As I hold the chalice to my mouth

The poison poised

Toxic drops trickling towards tongue

I tilt my hand away

Thinking, there’s no life left in me any more

Since you have already killed my love

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Marissa Bergen May 17, 2017 at 2:42 am

Evil….

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 3:40 am
  
  Uh, well…
  Thanks, Marissa!
  
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yassy May 17, 2017 at 3:05 am

Oh My! This is so good, Kunal. Thought provoking. Almost scare me.

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 3:41 am
  
  Thanks, Yassy, but don’t you worry, next time up it’s a lighthearted one, I promise!
  
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  1. yassy May 17, 2017 at 3:59 am
    
    It better be. I will look out for that. Mumbai is baking hot. How are you faring ?
    
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  2. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 4:06 am
    
    Yup, it’s stuffy, muggy, unbearable…and worst of all, another month to go before the rains 😦
    
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poemsinacoffer May 17, 2017 at 4:24 am

Woah !! This almost killed me !! Excellent work Kunal ! 😀

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 4:28 am
  
  Thanks! 🙂
  
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  1. poemsinacoffer May 17, 2017 at 5:19 am
    
    You’re welcome ! 😊
    
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radhikasreflection May 17, 2017 at 7:18 am

A hard hitting composition Kunal!

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 7:20 am
  
  Thank you, Radhika
  
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yagneshthakore May 17, 2017 at 7:31 am

Simply awesome.Where do you get such great ideas from?

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 7:37 am
  
  Thanks, dad!
  I think you missed my Monday’s post – you might like that, too
  
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vidur sahdev May 17, 2017 at 4:08 pm

Ah! Beautiful this is!
Why waste any more of what is left, Delhi n Mumbai should catch up over a roll 😉👍

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1. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 4:12 pm
  
  Sure, next time either of us is over at the others’. But I’ll settle for a beer/coffee.
  
  Thanks!
  
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  1. vidur sahdev May 17, 2017 at 4:14 pm
    
    Done!
    
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  2. Kunal Thakore May 17, 2017 at 4:15 pm
    
    Look forward…
    My email’s kunal@synchronicitycom.com
    You can drop me a line with your cell & I’ll respond
    
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  3. vidur sahdev May 17, 2017 at 4:28 pm
    
    👍
    
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Jai May 18, 2017 at 8:51 am

Sad, breaking poem. Nicely penned. But if you are still thinking, please think a thousand times. Just. Don’t.

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1. Kunal Thakore May 18, 2017 at 9:01 am
  
  hey, all good, it’s pure fiction! I wouldn’t!!
  
  Thanks for the read and your concern 🙂
  
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  1. Jai May 18, 2017 at 11:26 am
    
    That’s nice to know. 👊💪😊
    
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dornahainds May 18, 2017 at 3:52 pm

Aye! Now this is Extensive Innerturmoil. 🌹😎🌹

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1. Kunal Thakore May 18, 2017 at 4:33 pm
  
  Hahahahah, it’s in the head for sure, but all made up 😉
  
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Perso~in~Poesia May 19, 2017 at 1:37 am

👏👏👏bravo➰

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1. Kunal Thakore May 19, 2017 at 1:41 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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chevvy8 May 21, 2017 at 9:32 am

Lovely! reminds me of some of the great Shakespearian tragedies. Uh! Such is love!

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1. Kunal Thakore May 21, 2017 at 9:46 am
  
  Thank you 😊
  
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  1. chevvy8 May 21, 2017 at 9:49 am
    
    I’m a sucker for the drama of it – Antony and Cleopatra were my favourite!
    
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Ryan Stone May 25, 2017 at 7:12 am

Stunning, Kunal. I can definitely relate to this one. Love the edginess and honesty here.

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1. Kunal Thakore May 25, 2017 at 7:17 am
  
  Ah, you know what, I don’t have the balls to even contemplate something like suicide! It comes easier in poetry 😉
  
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  1. Ryan Stone May 25, 2017 at 8:05 am
    
    Haha, not the suicide bit. I’m not built that way either. I meant the pain of a dagger thru the heart or the murder of love…
    
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  2. Kunal Thakore May 25, 2017 at 8:16 am
    
    Oh, OK! Cheers!
    
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Emerald Poet June 4, 2017 at 5:17 am

This one is a little too real. Great piece.

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1. Kunal Thakore June 4, 2017 at 7:17 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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mmathai January 7, 2020 at 10:33 am

Kunal sirji! Please don’t don’t don’t Don’t …

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1. Kunal Thakore January 7, 2020 at 11:21 am
  
  Save me, Mark, such is my fate. Although if you look carefully, this was some years ago and if I wanted to, I would’ve
  
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