If even the littlest bit
of the affection I have for you were comparable,
I'd liken it to
a light invigorating
breeze
Alas,
every belligerent storm
that arises is my
proof of this.
However,
if, at any day, a hurricane
appears and tumbles
a few houses down, I just hope that it courteously knocks
on your heart
And just when your smile serves
as the 'Welcome' board
adorned by the
colour in your irides
I pray your arms
embrace all the chaos
that comes with this storm:
Resurgent scars,
nightmares and horrors,
I pray again that
after and amidst all
this havoc that I am
you
become the
blooming flora on
the other side of this
Storm.
YOU ARE READING
Dulcet thoughts
ŞiirA collection of perplexing feelings, seraphic thoughts, remnants of a shattered heart and unsaid words intermingled and enshrined into poetry.
