Love & Unhappy Endings | poetry

Collision

Collision not attraction was "us".

Both lost; found each other with fuss.

A beautiful wreckage the moment we touch,

So fatal, like an avalanche.

We were the same no hint of attraction,

Indeed a hungry feeling cannot be fathom.

Charges of ours dominantly reigning,

Neither Kings nor Queens, in a storm we were dancing.

We ruled the kingdom made of promises,

White lies was its beams; crowd were those hushes.

'Til we get bored, now we're running out from it.

Stumbled, both lost
and found
wounded...dead-end.