POEM

(I wrote this all the way back in high school. It was one of the first few slam poets that I wrote and performed lol. Don't judge me. Or judge me . I don't care. Actually, I do care. No, I don't... Ok while I have conversations with myself. Go ahead and read lol ) I do say lol a lot I wonder why lol. 

Fuck! I look faint

My hair seems rough, beards puzzled; face pale and eyes covered with pain

Am I supposed to be this guy

GoshI I have changed

Am I just hiding the fact that I just turned lame?

So, here's the story of the scars that still prevails

I didn’t think it would end up like this

Not leaving a single trace

 I'm jinxed on

As all I knew about her, was her name, and no. of her cell

That no longer prevails

But what I know and remember of her 

is

That I loved- I loved her- yes, I did

It was a overseas relation, It worked

We believed!

Still the day I met her its bliss

It was a sight love

I regret I couldn’t yet touch her lips and kiss her cheeks

How was she?

She was an angle blessed with voice of nightingale

She was 

She was my love

My dreams , my fantasy

My hopes my desires

My happiness and my pride

Her only her!!!

And so was I for her

I was her man her hubby

And 

Her friend her buddy

Every night she used to come by

For me nights were lord

Days used to sabotage my dreams

Stars bought me her voice

Moon enriched them

And clouds shade in darkness, memorized them

Days were simply floating on emotions

Weeks dissolved them 

And years tightened

Each and every day was heaven

Fantasy had come to reality as I found a partner

A partner, whom I could trust,  with whom I could burst

For whom I could cry and for whom I could defeat the world

She was the one 

THE ONE!!!

I was lucky I thought and so did she

There was no chance that our love could flee

We were out of this world so so high

But I couldn’t notice the white cloth that lord put in her eyes

I was defeated, dejected, scattered forlorn and forever alone

I ran I wrote I implode but none of it worked

It was the end

She suffered, she was in pain

I would have cut my veins out my arms and bleed that love out 

If it could relief her

I was dying within myself and so was she

She was fighting with death on her chest

I was caged,  flimsy fragile and faltered

Even I wanted,  I couldn’t help

Her thoughts started haunting me

Now nights bring me grief

With a sign embracing defeat

Stars bring me memories.. And that’s all I've got

Moon pinches my heart which really hurts

And clouds they were mean

They burst rain of pain

It happened way too fast all I have now is regrets

Every time now I look her picture its mirage

The moon rose higher and I stood there old unknown 

I thought of her  voice when i first saw her

My heart my soul my life my faith my love slowly began to fade

Scars are left all over my body, though it has been a decade

Every time I feel them

I go deaf I go blind and I turn lame

It was all how I got defeated by fate

Lord u have been to mean

Just take me to her wherever she is 

In either heaven or hell

Where still love prevails….

Ok, I actually thought this poem was decent but its not haha. I mean I like some parts but its trash. You should see the cringe on my face when I am reading this lmao. But guys, future writers, and poets . See? Even the greatest poets of all time, start like this. So, it ok if your poem is trash. I bet mine was trashier than yours. 

Also, I think Imma start writing blogs again because people on twitter are pissing me off right now.