But the boys are always ported bad,
never portrayed as heartbroken sad;
whilst the girls wear themselves their disguise,
filled with thoughts of innocent boys' demise;
so now lift your gaze lest you are blinded,
find the truth in the things you have minded;
not all boys are notorious heart takers,
not all girls find themselves not heartbreakers;
for under these burning eyes you will see their lifting fist,
for under every sleeve hearts they have already kissed;
and now watch as the boys cry silent in their fear,
for they are entitled to much only a tear;
as boys have feelings that begin to transgress,
and boys have feelings that girls cannot contest;
so please open your pretty heart eyes,
please see how these girls bring their demise.
YOU ARE READING
Poesy of Eloquence
Poetry❝ this tragedy is soaked with tears that dry the ink in my hands. ❞ ━ the poesy I've yearned to release ever since I taught myself to pick up the pen and write. ❝ for if the painting of my words be the garden upon the gate of heaven, glimpse them...
