Nostalgia | ✔

Wanderer

i fell in love with a toy maker
who treated me as a doll
and built me a doll house
as pretty as glass menagerie
until someone tripped it over
and shattered it to pieces
so i had to change houses
and leave this toy maker

then i went around the globe
'n' fell in love with a painter
who painted me galaxies
and sparkles of the stars
thus painting me all over
with colors, dreams 'n' scars
until i fell in deep waters
and all the rainbows on me
dissolved in those waters
to leave me all transparent
and more vulnerable
so i had to find a better shell
and leave this painter

this time i went to the cafe
'n' fell in love with a writer
who wrote love on my skin,
injected poetry in my veins,
and for scribbling our story
he took all kinds of pains
until the dense sweetness
of his fleeting alphabets
made me catch diabetes
so i had to find a good cure
and leave this writer

i checked at the hospital
and fell in love with a doctor
who could understand
the language of my heart
with his pretty instruments
'n' get the burning of my skin
by merely looking into
the redness of my soft eyes
until his patients had to face
lazy neglection on his part
so i had to think about them
and leave this doctor

i walked into a studio
'n' fell in love with a pianist
who adorned my soul
with the soft symphonies,
melodies and harmonies
and sweetly kissed my core
with the play of his fingers
over the black 'n' white keys
until i fell in love with 'grey'
so i had to find moderation
and leave this pianist

then, i went to buy a watch
'n' fell in love with a clock maker
who stopped the time for me
and made me feel immortal
by showering lacy eternity
all over my low existence
until i came to realize that
death is an inevitable truth
that can't be avoided at all
so i had to embrace mortality
and leave this clock maker

dejected, i sat at the station
when i fell in love with you
as we boarded the train
to the skies and beyond
while they chased our heels
fruitlessly and in vain
'n' there never came an 'until'
for there's no end to wanderin'
so i fell in love with you
'n' i don't plan to walk away
for the wanderer inside you
has finally made me stay

Author's Note

Listening to Over The Love by Florence and The Machine. ❤

This one is an interesting poem with a lot of personifications. :D Did you like it? What's the best part about it? =) The best part for me is the contrast between wandering and staying. It's so magical the a 'wanderer' never stays at one place and this is what made her 'stay' with him. ^-^

This poem was originally inspired by the idea that I got one day. This idea was the metaphor about the clock maker and his ability to stop time for his precious lover. I was about to write an entire metaphorical poem over this solo idea but then I changed my plan at the last moment and came up with what you've just read. Haha! :D Seems like I'm getting interested in experimenting with poetry. :P Oh and I've noticed that I haven't done rhyme for a while now so I might try it soon. ❤

Much love,
Hazel *-*