Do I see tears in your eyes as you realise
that I am not going along
with your awesome idea?
You trampled around
in my emotions -
invaded my space with empty promises -
planted false hopes.
You had me jump through hoops
when you already knew
ephemerity.
Who spoilt you so much
that you did not expect consequences?
My Plan A in tatters
I shut the door on your Plan B.
Sunday, 25 March 2012
To Fade Away
Retreat
reflected
in the smooth face
filling the mirror.
Do not pity a gambler's heart
Porous pillars crumpled
leaving empty ruins
in marble
irises.
reflected
in the smooth face
filling the mirror.
Do not pity a gambler's heart
Porous pillars crumpled
leaving empty ruins
in marble
irises.
Labels:
Endings,
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
To Fade Away
Monday, 12 March 2012
Idiot
You don't even know me
and decide
that you'll
turn away from me.
Clinging to six years
of knowing her -
the one who
said no.
First, I was sick with
disappointment,
now I'm nauseous
with anger.
Fuck you for dragging me
into this,
for making me
a side story.
You'd like that, wouldn't you,
but I'm the hero
of this story
and I'm leaving you behind.
and decide
that you'll
turn away from me.
Clinging to six years
of knowing her -
the one who
said no.
First, I was sick with
disappointment,
now I'm nauseous
with anger.
Fuck you for dragging me
into this,
for making me
a side story.
You'd like that, wouldn't you,
but I'm the hero
of this story
and I'm leaving you behind.
Labels:
Anger,
Disappointment,
Idiot,
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern
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