I would never be able to
To write a poem on you!
You are poetry itself,
Amalgmation of different
poems,
A mystery of nature or a driving
force,
I read you and again read you
I am finished now, I thought!
Oh! How wrong I was.
When a new poem teases me
again,
Dumbfounded, I try to read it
But a new one smiles at me,
And I gave up!
Because
Poetry is a never ending laybrinth
You just get lost in it,
and it teases you
breaks you,
Warms you, saddens you,
Comforts you!
an unceasing cycle!
Its aroma bitter and hot
Like coffee, but sometimes
cold as an ice,
So I can never write a poem
on you,
A poem is not enough to portray
you,
I give up and decide not to try!
My poem on you is still
in fragments,
Because I want to read you,
To inhale this bitter aroma
and coldness,
Till my last breath!
To enjoy every single poem of
you,
To explore you,
So I will let my poem of you be
Incomplete!
Love Aqsa,
Author's note:
A free verse poetic letter for a girl who is combination of poems... my words can't explain my love for you!
YOU ARE READING
Catastrophe
PoetrySolace and peace those words unknown to me, Chaos in my existence thoughts and mind, I portray them through my words, On the brink of losing myself, Held by a thread with sanity, I am falling toward this Catastrophe...! ¤ I have blended the amalgama...
