Catastrophe
I'm here at the library,
Holding my books, reading it carefully.
Subsequently, I saw you;
In my bare skin, felt winds gushing through.
Afterwards, the wind squirms;
It became giant after more twists and turns.
My books soared over the atmosphere.
You remained, who brought disaster.
I transferred here at the coffee shop;
Studying again, holding my laptop.
Now, you sat beside me.
"Hi" you said then winked groovy.
I stare at you as I heard water quivering;
It became wild, tsunami growing.
My entire things were washed,
Still, I'm looking into you, slightly blushed.
You're my calamity,
Can't focus on my study.
Be gone, you're a distraction;
I'm warning you, I'm in caution.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...