The punctuation of smothered desire
In our next life,
let's swap lives,
You become the poet , i become the muse
You yearn for me while I stay oblivious
You write books on me,
while I don't bother
In our next life
I get the flower and you deal with the thorns
In our next life
I love me like breathing
while you admire my dawn.
After all, the knife was your's and the wound was mine
Yet, Yet 'I' called it love every darn time
Everything you made up
Everytime you gaslit
My brain denied but my heart didn't
The fire of desire was to be smothered by ice
But neither did the fire burn my ice( My Brain), my ice was frozen in
Into neither believing nor confrating
for confranting was forbidden by fire(heart)
and acknowladgement is mocked ice.
But now when ice melts fire
the birthing sunshine kills desire
here l am standing still
Standing strong like never before
For now I have learnt the art of letting go
The letting go of love
the achievement of wave pain
Now I have learnt that love doesn't circle
I have learnt that love maybe was just mend for us
For now I know my smothered desire and my shaken fire Would STILL ROOT FOR ME
But I am still fond of the time
When I thought the stars aligned
aligned to show love
But soon realised thats not how they rhymed.
And now when I am learning the lesson of faith and letting go of your vain
When ice is estinguished and fire melted
And Now finally ,
When I can not unlove you
I envy the people who never met you.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.