Poems I Wrote for the Broken Hearts
Utter a soft hello | To my tiny flames, frolicking tongues | Before my existence disappear in thin air
And yes I've been thinking of you | But baby, that doesn't mean I don't wish we have never crossed paths in this lifetime
The surface was evidently Charybdis's raves | Poseidon's horses running amok | Yet one look from your Greek-fire hot eyes still the waves | Even Scylla---oh, gods---broods behind her rock
Eternity resides in this unending magnificence | Magnificence unends this eternal residence | It is a trap---one I am willing to be caught up in
My eyes still burn at the thought of you | And that day, the skies have never been so beautiful and crestfallen
You show up at the most unexpected times | Pick me up when I brought my own car | Offer to water my sun garden on a rainy day | So tell me, why do I smile like an idiot every single time?
The knight you stabbed me with your fake "I miss you," I bled out all the sugar inside my veins. I've been bitter ever since.
So can you really tell whether it's sunrise or sunset | The break of dawn or dusk, starting or ending? | Nevertheless that raw emotion welling up from the inside is a storm waiting to ravage or waiting to settle