- Loser, loser, lover
(Poem by me)
I approach anyone I see
Strike up conversations interesting to me
When I sleep, I imagine someone's arms
Hugging me, protecting me from harm
And I can feel such sensation
Which only creates frustration
I talk to my walls
Imagining, that I am on a phone call
Somehow, I hear someone answer
So I take off my armour
Sometimes I have dreams
Where I return to old routines
Where they are still alive
Where both survived
Where I hug them for one last time
It almost feels like a sign
As others my age formed bonds
And achieved, what they longed
I leaned against the railings
Recounting my failings
While staring down the city's river
Perhaps I would reconnect with her
And I knew, it was hopeless
Tearfully, I smiled in acceptance
I will never capture anyone's attention
As I sink down this depression
I will never be anyone's desire
People grow of me tired
No one may cherish me
Or remember any anniversaries
I may miss out on such experiences
And forever stay curious
I may never get to share my joy
And of romance, I will stay devoid
But finding happiness will be a gift
That they would give, had they lived
[Written in: 31/03/2024]
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Poetry♦️♦️♦️ A collection of my songs and poems. From 2023 and onwards. They are free to interpret. I removed my other collection with my earlier works. They just no longer reflect me as a person and as an artist. Disclaimer: Some of them tell fictional s...
