SUNDAY supposedly should be a FUNDAY right?
or just 'cause that's what rhymes best.
I sat all day thinking of what piece to write next.
I tried google, quotes, none really helped but 1 a.m emotions beams a well.
So, here it is, straight out of the soul.
My 1 a.m poem.
I muted you for good,
But I guess curiosity doesn't really stop even after years or so.
I look into you,
Out of peculiarlity.
Hoping I'd get another site of an upsetting show,
Yet for once I felt nothing but sorry.
Not for you, but for the one next to you.
The description was quite amusing,
For someone who's thrown affection,
Like a piece of coloured paper.
I'm not sure,
If should I feel,
Sorry for she might be 'another' of your play.
Or Laugh at the stupidity you tend to display.
For once I was glad,
I was out of trap.
Also mad at why I've been so sad.
For a lad, who's barely been a man.
Who does not deserves a gal,
Nor a pal.
For once I'm glad I said, "No".
No, to your filthy covet.
Chuffed to have not been lure.
Divided I went through but
United I came through.
Without their blessings and assurance, my life would have been in ruins.
If I, did it, your love is what you'd spare?
Oh, hell no! I'm good with what I've bear.
"Wifey" is what I get acclaimed as,
But Tacky is all I could only think of.
The name you gave I swear,
Could barely make me think right.
Affection is all I had then,
Which had me done it all wrong.
The ravages of fire, worked.
Although I scarcely forge ahead.
For once, I am relieved that we were not meant for each other,
For once, I smiled at myself for leaving it behind,
For once I could say I love you yet I hate you and I'm no longer mad nor sad,
Because for once, I could see Mediocrity right
One I never deserved.
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Rightly Broken In Love
PoetryA collection of random write ups and poems that doesn't rhyme 🤑 . . . . . but it's worth a look and is quite relatable, I think :) If you have gotten up from your pretentious slumber, to pour your heart out in black and white. Regretted the day la...
