We once flipped a new book,
For us to take a quick look
A short yet delicate prologue for you and me,
To the first ever chapter that we may see.
As we all took out our bookmarks,
And as we smelled the scent of the printed papers,
We all shared one book for our eyes to feast,
Intrigued by the letters that we may not cease.
First chapter— a new beginning for you and me,
Whilst we kept our steady beam
A brush of contact for my vulnerable hand,
Pulled me in, as I got lost through the maze of words.
To what seemed like a visual perception,
Into a rigid force streaming through my body
From I recalled from those fictional inscriptions,
That might let me in a sudden worry.
Yet you're here— holding me,
So close yet so endearingly affectionate
You hoped that this'll continue further
I didn't realized; we were proceeding to the next chapter.
It went on, as we together flipped the pages;
A single paper was flipped till it turned into a hundredth stockpile
All I knew, paper cuts were the least of my worries,
For we're just narrating our progressing story.
Up until it's the end of our story— our book,
Another rigid force pulled me upon
I glimpsed the end— the acknowledgements, as I looked,
Yet you're still there— looking at me as I closed OUR book.
YOU ARE READING
Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
