When I was five, I ran straight through the lane
With beads of sweat trickling down
To outrun that enemy of mine
who stole my marbles, and shells that I treasured.
I slid down on the road, and scraped my knee,
Blood oozed out
And I cried profusely,
I whined to mama, aunt, and grandma,
And they told me that no more tears shall trickle down,
Because boys don't cry.
My sister had a fall the next day,
I called her ugly, and a naïve little worm,
And such a girl,
As though it was disgusting,
For she had just shed that unholy liquid from her eyes,
Ugly pearls of tears!
But she was a girl, and she could do that unholy weak thing
every now and then. Unlike the boyish me.
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When I was sixteen,
I fell in love.
Or so I thought.
Pretty girl, petite, and a voice to kill,
She had my heart under her feet.
Of course, to later trample upon,
But little did I know back then.
She held my gaze and would smile,
Every gesture
Was inviting,
I held back,
But she kept looking,
"Let's be friends", she had initiated,
Didn't have words, didn't dare to look up,
Didn't hold hands, didn't even talk more than a silly two minutes,
But I dreamt everyday.
Gathering all the courage, after a year of teasing,
At seventeen,
I told her that she had me wrapped around her finger.
She smiled and retreated back,
to never come back.
Days turned into weeks and weeks into a month,
I saw no more of her.
However a little note was sent,
"A good lad you are, but at seventeen, a girl looks for a man,
I'm afraid that your bashfulness isn't manly enough."
The heart under her feet was trampled upon,
It bled, and I knew that all the two minutes that she had talked to me
Would haunt me forever. But what would scar me was that
I wasn't manly enough.
But they taught me boys don't cry,
So, shall a man can now?
As tears slipped by, I held them back,
A soliloquy left my throat,
YOU ARE READING
What It Whispers.
SpiritualWhere the heart shall whisper and I shall utter. Poetry it may be called or merely words that craved to be blurted out. Welcome to my lil world!