At half past 2
Am writing this poem to a person too cute.
I wonder what he told me is true
"He's hard to love"- he says, I found this untrue.
I want to tell him he can be loved for real
I want to tell him he's equally zealous.
I want him to know he can still feel
I want him to remove his fears veil.
I want him to feel happiness in every breath he takes.
I want him to be thankful to every bread he eats.
I want him to be gracious for every person he has
I want him to be warm enough to welcome someone next
I want him to stay calm even when it's shining hard outside
I want him to be giddy even when spring fails To bloom it's flowers on time
I want him to open his heart and dance in the pious rain .
I want him to feel warm even when winters won't stop it's cold gales
I want him to explain how beautiful the world is!
I want him to realize how huge his heart is!
I want him to know how valuable is soul is!
I want him to tell how pleasant his voice is!
But alas I can't make him believe these beautiful candours
Cause he doesn't believe in me as he does in his fears
Cause his soul isn't tainted it's his vision
Cause he's not ready for commitment.
He's in CHAINS
He has keys to unleash
But he prefers to be in pain
It's his chosen destiny
A part of me hints he likes me
But just like him my tainted vision won't let me believe
that I too could be liked for real
And thus I hid behind my fears
But
I know his fate and state would change
If only he keeps up his courage
If only he tries and Push back his fears
I know there's absolutely nothing he can't dare
Thus I hope he won't be anymore in gloom
And reading this a huge smile curves his lips, blushing his cheeks,
And making his heart bloom
Thank you!💟⚡
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