I have said something,
I have said a lot of things even,
In my silence, I said enough
But you always knew how to kiss my brains out,
And make me swim in ecstacy and I let it slide,
All the time.
Wonder when my shoulders curved like that?
The day I handed you my ego,
And you stepped on it like a door mat.
Stung me with your words,
Little by little,
And I let it burn,
Silently.
Leave the lights on,
And look at how much of a man I am.
These swellings are not from love bites ,
All these are scars of a forgotten love,
And reminders of boys don't cry,
Ever.
I have swallowed pain and
Died many times before this,
What for ? I ask myself,
Because of a demon called
'what will people say' and
'Boys don't cry'.
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
