7 in the morning,
Shutting off the irritating alarm as it goes beep beep,
Squeezing my eyes due to scorching sun,
And rolling out of the bed, lazily.A house,
Living on my own,
Door dashes and domino's orders,Once in a blue moon
I do clean ; with
Hair tied up in a bun,
And blasting high volume pop hits,
Watering dead plants,
Washing dirty dishes,
Lying tired on the floor,
After all those chores.Weekend parties and
Productive weekdays
A woman paying bills,
Rents and taxes.Is all I thought,
I planned,
I'd be
by twenty three!Oh shit, did I pour a lot?
Out of your heart? You may ask
I say;
"Into the bowl"I was getting ready to bake blueberry muffins,
Hands were busy but mind was indeed busier,As I put the right amount of all purpose flour, next goes baking soda along with a teaspoon of baking powder.
Little bit salt and butter. Don't forget the sweetness as in sugar. 1/2 cup would be just enough.So coming to my 22nd birthday
When things took a huge turn,
Downhill? You may ask,
I say;
"To the peak"You were never a part of "The plan"
Late night calls,
Roller coaster rides,
Ice cream on rainy days,The first ever sunset I watched,
It was all magical,
Just like you.There was definitely something; in your eyes,
Which made me,
Stare at them all day,
So deeply, so closely.Warm, safe and happy
Were those days...
Until something cracked,Just like these eggs. I put 2 large ones and gave it a good mix. Some oil and milk, to be precise 1/3 cup of each. I made sure I used the finest berries,
just like your love for me.I had cancer,
Docs said I'd die,
And all I wished was,
For it to be a bad dream,
Just so, the next second I'd wake up,
In your soft embrace.I wanted to,
See you,
Be with you,
For the rest of my life.
I didn't wanna break our promise,
"Grey hair and
White beard,
Together, forever."But you kept quiet,
Held me tight,
Helped me get through it,
With all your might.You put a ring on my finger and said
"We'd made it out of this mess"After all these years, I finally say;
"Darling, we made it!"All I remembered was, that night,
Your shirt was completely wet,
And soaked in my happy tears.I popped the muffin cups into the oven,
And waited for it to bake while,
Admiring your diamond on
My ring finger.The next morning was the first ever time,
I baked you,"blueberry muffins"
And it's still "your favorite!"It was ready,
Fully baked,
Fresh and crisp!
And when I took a bite,
All I could say was;"Nothing has changed."
YOU ARE READING
I wrote some poems lol
Poésiejust a collection of some poems I write on chill, rainy days.