Your name is on my desk.
An envelope remaining untouched
accompanied by dust.
Call it a failed attempt at a romantic revolution
because for the last 365 days
its found a home upon scrapped poetry and old pictures.
Maybe I can blame it on the leap year throwing me off
Maybe I'll try again next year
but I watched my stamps burn in a fire with my courage.
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I doubt anyone would be able to understand this ha!!
This was my attempt at some creative word play, but I think it failed lol. Basically I wrote a letter I refer to as the "romantic revolution" as I'm hoping it would change something.. but it's also been on my desk for exactly a year since he's left (and a full orbit around the sun is called a revolution) but since we had a leap year, I used it as my excuse... it "threw me off" that's why I never sent it.. LOL the idea was THERE.. I just didn't execute it haha!
YOU ARE READING
Poems I Write at 2am
PoetryJust some poems I wrote when I couldn't sleep.. I'm not a poet by any means, I don't know if mine are even well written. But it's something I'm new to, and practice makes perfect. Why not share with an audience that can critique me better than I can...
