Like Morning Dew
Thinking of you
is mesmerizing and
true…just like
morning dew, it’s
fresh and I’m
actually feeling
brand new – that’s
something new
I run around in
circles…I’m spinning
around and round!
Going insane,
running in the rain
and not singing the
blues
Out of the blue,
I’ve lost my other
shoe…sick with the
love flu, sweating
distress, joy and
rue – nothing new,
but it’s true
I run around my
house…I’m spinning
like a professional
ballerina during
free time with free
spirits swarming
around her with
creativity crafting
its spell on her,
showing it off with
grateful glee and
dancing with her
rhythmic heartbeats
– she can’t hardly
control her untamed
feet and falls on
the dance floor,
smiling and laughing
it off, feeling like
a crazy fool, but
feels accomplished,
neat and complete as
always – I’m having
a sublime time alone
– that’s very good,
personal news –
what’s it like to be
in someone else’s
shoes!?
Scarred from the
start, I realized
that you never had a
good heart and
instead, resentment
and jealousy ripped
you apart –
departure is what
sets us
apart…(breaking my
heart into two…shame
on you…shame on
you…)
Don’t place me in
your jars of
preserved pangs of
pleasure
You tore me to
shreds as if I was
as worthless as
paper without any
writings on it – you
crumble me up and
threw me away with
no heart
You left me feeling
breathless,
clueless, dreadful
and insecure
I caught a fever a
long time ago and
I’m getting over it
like a hangover
after a party full
of drunk people…full
of commotion and
bliss…wine and beer
in hand…merry
laughter, mixed
emotions and
disaster brew as one
Bittersweet solitude
hovers around my
head like an
aura-whelmed
halo…are you feeling
low? Is that why
you’re high all the
time? Be the
attention whore with
a rude, heartless
attitude…don’t be
merciless, you
fallen angel with a
crooked halo…why are
you so pitiless and
so hard-heartened?
You’re as corny as
Dr. Seuss’s
many-a-rhyme!
I feel the ice slide
against my warm
hands, but I melted
your hardness and
insecurities…I
melted away your
avarice,
spitefulness and
harsh hate…your
unapologetic,
unsympathetic,
ruthless words… your
sheer, malicious
stinginess…your
bitter
benevolence…your
blistering
blasphemy…don’t
shoot me with your
gun…you and I should
welcome the sun,
peaking above the
mountains at the
break of dawn
Greet me with the
attitude of
gratitude! Why are
you acting
inappropriately
uncanny and rude?
Did you commit a
physical crime? I
bet you did a
personal crime,
leading to poverty,
not prosperity…
Perhaps, you are
guilty for an
emotional crime – I
can prove you guilty
in a flick of a
dime…you witch –
stop casting evil,
loathsome spells on
me or I’ll sew you
for a witchcraft
crime! Your time is
almost up – GET UP!
Get ready to hear my
ridiculous,
irrational, and
random rhymes this
time!
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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