Ours was madness,
The late night walks on cold nights,
The constant bites by the mosquitos,
The promises made under these skies,
The kisses stolen on those pathways,
Ours was crazy ,
Everybody saw it, everybody heard it,
That day when you came for your kidney,
Because we had a fight,
And my father let out the dogs to chase you like a thief.
Ours was toxic,
Some days we were good for each other,
Other days we broke each other,
Your distance tormented me and set my soul on fire,
You were and always would be the end of me.
Ours was a wild ride,
We always went to it blindly,
Like we only had now and each other,
Like the stars were only ours to catch,
Like the rivers were only ours to cross.
Ours existed in time,
But belonged to eternity,
A tale,
A short story,
Our short story,
Of how a village girl ,
Fell in love with a warrior boy.
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
