Tale of Two Loves

  Your love chokes me and I no longer want thatI said you take my breath awayBut you are crushing my windpipeYour love makes me bleed, your love makes me cryLove hurts but we took the metaphor literallyWhen I said I wanted a crazy kind of loveCall me insane kind of loveWhat you gave me …

Scattered Poetry

Someone asked me if I enjoyed writing love poems I said yes, but I was lying because I didn’t want to explain I do not enjoy writing about an emotion that has a thousand songs, A thousand movies and best selling novels I do not enjoy writing an emotion everyone has the same descriptions for …

Letters You Left

There are writings on the wall There are writings in the sky There are writings in the places you’ve been Your marks are the words you’ve said over and over Laced in our memories because of constant repetition Rehearsed stories worth more than one conversation Some were told during drunken nights Some were told during …

Colour Me Insane

And that’s how it works Heaven is stepping out from the clouds Fairytales are written in your smile It’s framed in my mind You’re a walking dream so please pass by mine It’s crazy how lyrics are flying And I know a tune of a song I haven’t heard yet I’m drunk with these metaphorical …

Oasis

I am smarter than you think However i choose my sentences carefully To avoid your judgment, to avoid being called pretentious However is it a crime to love out of the norm ideas? Is it a crime to have a passion for an art rarely practiced? Because you said you loved me no matter what …

You’re Not In Love

You tell me you’re in love You recite metaphors as if they have meaning As if they prove how you feel It’s not proving anything Except for the fact that your emotions are fiction And you have no sense of what is real You tell me you’re in love You tell me its pain, you …

You’re the definition of false hope

“Emily Dickinson” They are screaming for me not to give up Yet don’t you think two years is enough? It’s tiring and wasteful To lose my mind over appropriate metaphors They tell me to always have hope Because it’s the thing with feathers But let me give my rebuttal Emily Dickinson is not here to …

You Were Just An Idea

Dear the Idea I Made,   You’re not real, you never were. Okay you are real; you are human however I dehumanized you when I wrote you in way only a hopeless romantic can write. I’ve read somewhere that it’s treacherous to think of a person more than a person. It’s not flattering or that …