Bemuse

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Bemuse: puzzle, confuse, or bewilder
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half heartedly,
i let my heart feel heavy
covered in lace motifs
oozing stains of flaws created in me

sashaying mirthful whispers
soaking into wavy ebony strands behind my ears

subtle edginess from vocal cords
shushing the twitch of my red lips
worldly thoughts dying in vain

my sharp honesty tearing those beings
ain't faulty if it gets under their masked skin
maybe i should think before i talk
grey skies pouring, thunder and rain

olive forms turning head,
they can't handle elegant danger
hawk like eyes suspects motive
little do they know i can observe
their biased gestures

nothing fair in love and games
rolling dices, charming smiles
calculating short lackadaisical steps

twirling around under silver moon
hiding insecurities routinely
gleaming starlight brain winning

i know i'm not anyone's type;
cause i belong to no one but myself

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