I kept my mouth shut for so long.
Very keen on hiding this secret all along.
Everyday, I'd spare some time to,
Be within your confines, my boo.
Every little thing you wrote there,
Even if you don't know, I read here.
Not a single post did I miss,
Far too creepy as it is.
Oh, my boo I do look you up regularly,
Lurking in the darkness, while you shine brightly.
Loved everything you wrote but I didn't react,
On every single one cause I'm too shy to interact.
Why would I ever choose to put it this way?
I know you won't be able to hear the words that I say.
Now I want to apologise if this thing's lame,
God only knows that my lips does speak your name.
Know that I admire you quietly,
I read your words and is amazed by them greatly.
Even if I can write, I can't do it like you,
Like a work of art I watched them flow as you go.
..........
YOU ARE READING
"Real for the Unreal"
PoetryHurt me or amaze me, they work the same way. Hello there! I'm here again with a compilation of acrostic poems which I wrote for some people I met personally and online. I posted some on Facebook and well, kept the others within me. By the way I fol...
