we conflate,
like the bleeding of markers,
ink seeps through the paper,
but in the most hideous way,
because we're different shades,
so we don't bind together,
in such divine ways,
you're the shade of two closed eyes,
therefore you'll never descry my shade,
how enthralling it is,
you'll never see what i have to offer,
and i'm afraid of the dark,
so what we call 'love',
is just humiliation.
interpretation: this poem is about being in love but the relationship not working out in the ways you expected.
YOU ARE READING
forget me not.
PoetryThis is my first poetry collection i've ever written, it covers several topics. A lot are based on love and relationships but it also covers a lot of sensitive topics such as mental illness, domestic violence, sexual assault, homophobia etc. I've ne...
