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4 and a half hours late

Middle of the night and I cannot dream, going by my pace, I think I'll breathe, you're not fading it's super HD, you're a bauble while I am the bitter reality, Here we go again, seeing you on Christmas, a lot of things happen, but you're four and a half-hour late, and you'll leave too soon, you know I hate what's uncertain. Mirror mirror on the wall, just show me a picture of the last time when I was carefree, a picture of when I was not rushing through this hall, a picture of when I wasn't flying so cerulean. When I wake up, all I think about is you, going by my pace, I forget it too, but the guitar in my room, still waits for you, my watch, my wallet or even my craft, your coat still is hanging with my scarf. and everything you ever displace stays misplaced just like my heart, waiting for you to come back and to shift it aft. A lot of things happen, but once a year is so expensive, then you leave too soon, and this is how much I miss you. Mirror mirror on the wall, just show me a picture of when I wasn't afraid of being broke, a picture of when I didn't have these walls standing so tall, a picture of when I didn't want time to stop. The more I give, the less I am left with, I've lost my perception, I am whatever you make me see. for today only, I want you here, I want you with me. This is just so typical of us, when I want you desperately, is exactly when you'd leave, and when they see me with you, they wouldn't realize what it takes to visit. You're near Vondelpark, watching some movie, while I am living it, the story of a star-gazer and the boy who let all her stars shoot for his shallow dreams. But I need you desperately, so why'd you have to leave? How can I ask you to tell, if you don't ask me to listen? try saying "no" to my dad, for once I wish you let it be. mirror mirror on the wall, forget everything, just show me a picture of me not having anyone to miss. Sending me flowers, and writing me letters, you're more than I can ever give, but this is just so typical of us, for today only I needed you here, I needed you with me, and for today only you cannot take my call, oh you're so busy.

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Date: 3/11/2024 8:00:00 PM
Good one Aditi!
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Aditi Katara
Date: 3/12/2024 10:32:00 AM
thankyou !!!!

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