It seems like when God showered love unto the Earth,
I was fast asleep, comfortable and warm in my bed.
When He gave everyone a heart of gold,
Why did He gave me a void where my heart should have been?
When He molded and sculpted me into this body,
Did He make sure to make me so hideous
That whoever looked at me turned into stone?
When God gave everyone a partner,
Why did He set me apart to be alone and lonely?
Why did He cut my red string of fate?
Was it even there to begin with?
Who was even there connected to me in the first place?
When God sent forth Aphrodite, Eros, and Cupid,
To spread love and partnership all over the world,
Why did their aims always missed me and the ones I desired?
Why is it not my turn? Why is it not mine again?
What did I do wrong this time?
Why does being myself always drive my lovers away?
When the Angel of Love came by my door,
It passed me over, like I hadn't existed at all
Oh, God, how long do you intend to keep me waiting?
Please let me share this youth and beauty that I have
Please let me share these flowers that I've cultivated
Please let me share this lonely heart you've given me.
When is the next time you'll shower love unto the Earth?
I'll be awake, I'll be ready, I'll be bringing buckets
I'll be fine with drenched, freezing and numb
As long as it makes me loveable and desirable.
Pour the rain, pour it all on me, I'll take it all
When Aphrodite envies another,
When Eros lusts for another,
When Cupid shots his arrows,
When the Angel of Love passes by,
Please let it be my turn.
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Cinnamon Shots
PoetryShots for strong, sweet, bitter, salty and sometimes, the favors mix so well, come see what you can taste from these words. collection of the poems I've written :) some of these poems are in freestyle or measured and rhymed. most of my poems are s...
