Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016]
~Nostalgia~
It's delicate, but potent.
The pain from an old wound.
A twinge in your heart..
Far more powerful than memory alone
A feeling of a place
Where we...
Ache
To
Go
Again.
-My thoughts. My word...
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Messed up inside an old tobacco tin Your love was a kiss of drugged sin
Holding me back in the hotel room Alluring resonance of insane beats Plethora of highway signs in flume Placid serenity of undulant sheets Yet I had a feeling of kissing doom
Liquor sloshing in the crystal glass Ice cubes clinking around impasse Touched by a night life under neon Thrown in a pool of memories bygone Lost to self-destruction in darkness Ends met with beginnings in a mess
Passengers of a wrecked metal train In the end, you're stuck in my brain Love, your affection rendered me ill Little did I know, you were... . . . my happy little pill
Author's Note
Listening to 'Is There Somewhere' by Halsey, my favourite song by her. 💜
I guess the poem is pretty self-explanatory. If someone's your happy little pill, they are bad for you even if they bring you happiness for a short while. They are bad for you...and that's why you love 'em. ❤
This is my entry for 'November Has Colour' Contest at WP_Poetry. My colour is neon. It always was. ❤ It's an acrostic poem as it was one of the requirements of the contest. Good for me because finally, I tried acrostic too. :D
