Poetic Tales - A Folklore-Inspired Poetry Collection

My Lost Symphonies

My Lost Symphonies

(Inspired by My Tears Ricochet by T Swift)

Today we all gather

On a sunlit room, weeping

For a promise of forever

Ended up shattering

If I was on flames

Then you'd burn into ashes

With all your games

Leaving me on breaking branches

Did I ever deserved

All the hell you've brought?

I honestly once thought

Of the cold shoulder, you've served

I have loved you

Swear, I always did

Until my dying day, you knew

But then you got me rid

I have loved you so

But I didn't have the grace

And now a hero, there you go

Flying around, saving face

If I am dead to you

Why are you still here?

At the wake that you knew

It was loud and clear

You, cursing my name

Wishing I have stayed

But what about the game

That you once played?

What a ghostly scene

I never wanted to haunt you

But how ghostly it has been

To see the jewels I once gave you

Stones that we once gathered -

Were the ones you wore

While burying me, unbothered

But do you ever miss me more?

I've always wondered -

Do you ever miss me in your bones?

Thoughts I've pondered -

Were you the first one to cast those stones?

Now I can go

Anywhere I want

Because I wanted to do so

And not because of your rant

Screaming to you in the night skies

Hope you still remember my memories

If you can't sleep with your lies

Hope you can hear my lost symphonies

You can aim for my heart

And go for my bloody ink

Have this restart

Letting the battleships sink

You had to kill me

But it has killed you just the same

Now just let me be - 

Find my freedom from your game

Artwork by Alex