Slim perfection or secret poison,
What do I say..?
Into my life, you made your way
Be it summer, or winter fall,
You suck me in like a black-black-hole
Trapped in your blazing thirst
Flying in your free universe
Hand in hand, you made me dance
The love of you, a beautiful trance
Tight-lipped, your language sweetmeat
My hunger, my morning born from you
The breeze of my rush hours,
you peace out in a calm
The days and years lost in your charm
Kiss of the daylight, Dark of the night
Nothing works straight, nothing is sane.
My Pain, My Sorrow, you drink it away
Little did I know, it's my time that I pay
One little smile, you gift it as I prayed.
But my real happiness...
You trade with this game..!
Who is 'you'..? A gadget..? A device in my hand..?
No, not the slim perfection you pretend to be
It's now, I finally know your truth..!
You are a secret venom, to whom I lost my youth
No hurt, no wound, you still made my dreams bleed
I plead my regrets, bring back what belongs to me
Growth and Progress, I beg you to be
No remedies work, and Nothing left to heal
Oh, the one reading this, to you I implore
Do some magic, prove me wrong
Tell me... This is not what it means
And you... Are not a victim like me...!!!
YOU ARE READING
Hatsuhinode, The First Sunrise.
PoesiaEver heard about 'The land of the rising sun..'? Yes, That's Japan. And Hatsuhinode in Japanese means 'The First Sunrise.' of the year which also remarks a major celebration in Japan. This book comes to you as that first sunrise you might need, to c...
