"Pleas of the Damned"
If peace was without you
I don't want it at all
If heavens could beg, it would be on its knees
Two words and the universe will break its course
Damn those lips that can create storms in the sea
And the hands I'll willingly fall into
One could only wonder
All these powers you have over me
Enough to create chaos and haven
For one who has been a victim of Eros
It cannot truly escape the curse that fell upon
Do you recognize yourself in these words?
The pleas of a maiden who wishes to be heard
But has no courage to even whisper your name
If only you know how much I adore you
You would probably shiver
I long to see the same sunsets you see
I hope to get a glimpse of you
Truly mad, aren't I?
Asking for the things you'd hardly give
So, if the skies forbid to hear my prayers
I just hope I'd soon find my way, far from you
I'll let myself bleed in these poems
But once I stopped writing about you
That'll be the day I'll liberate myself from the "what might have been"
Until then, I am still damned.
(13/9/2022)
