Unauthorized Affection
This stupid self is dim-wittedly
In love with her only poetry;
Her foolish brain cannot gets rid
Of every stanza of him
How could I be jealous?
Neither furious nor envious,
For this poet doesn't seize
Any copyright of her passionate poetry
What am I going to do?
I cannot command my mind
To stop thinking of you;
I cannot force my heart
To stop pulsating your name
I am slowly being hammered,
My soul is being pulverized;
Hunger for fondness,
Which I can never obtain
Am I lucky?
For I am secretly in love with my best friend
And he is my only poetry
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Hüzün (Poetry)
PoesiaHüzün (n.) -a melancholy resulting from inadequacy or failure and weighting so heavily that it becomes a communal, resigned, and even curiously poetic.
