Making this poem was essential in my end for being reminded, considering a recent argument that stirred up certain impulses. But amidst that decision of quick-witted demise, she still gave out an I love you.
I know I promised her I wouldn't say some words to her, and I've broken some of them already. I'm just so blessed to have realized that she still cares about me and loves me... I was simply reminded that while I can write these things, it never would've been possible without her...
"I've listened to the beat of your heart
though it may seem far fetched
it commands me to depart
to journey along the road on my own
to love me and be blessed in my own home
how you never tire from telling
that from keeping my heartbeat
and all its fabrics
you've lent a spirit sown
deeply within its valves
to love myself too
Sure...
maybe I have fears you'll retire
that this brain of mine will stay on fire
but we grow as we go
fixing each other, not to show
but to love beyond the hollow block
and face every obstacle, never needing luck
Who needs luck when we have each other
though the philosopher in me tells
that you could've had another
My thoughts clash in such refuge
our differences and paths stay closed too
but we open doors to keep what's within
we'll spark a firework in the ash, in the dim
for though I may make these words
its maker isn't yours truly to reserve
and inspiration is an understatement
I provided the doctrine, you made the covenant
and with that
I know we can fight back
For each other..."
YOU ARE READING
LILY (A compilation of messy love poems)
Thơ caThis book is a compilation of poems I've written to someone who is dear to me.
