i like to remain a mystery,
but what if i end up an underwhelming surprise?
to those whose glances i entreat,
to those whose spit is deemed a testament
-why must i toy with my sanity so?
it feels like a jest,
that i should find myself at the behest,
at the very edge of a mortal's lethal lip,
waiting on its final verdict on my being,
will it spill the poison or the honey?
oh what i fool must i be!
to fret ever so earnestly,
over a flock's unsound decree
when the only sound thing
is their vitriolic bleat.
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𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑
PoetryMy sixth poetry collection and the fifth one in English. The title was inspired by one of my favourite songs by singer Mitski, "Pearl Diver". Undefined poetry themes with existential undertones; unearthing the premature pearls of the human psyche an...
