And she thought she won’t be able to live without you!
But strange is this thing habit!
Now she has this ashtray full of burnt words
that she uses in her mails
in her poems.
By now
She has made love to emoticons far too many times
She has fallen in love with them far too often!
Now instead of lying her head against your chest
She writes metaphors,
sends letters into the space
Earlier, she thought she has lost you
and she got scared out of her wits!
So quickly
mindlessly
she was trying to hide you
among those rhyming images,
which is almost the same
For isn't hiding about losing
from the vision?
Hope she realizes soon
that all she is left with
are her poems and those smileys
the horoscope of her tousled yearning …
9 comments:
i dunno, if i still have my poems...i might be ok...if i start putting stock in those emoticons...please put me out of my misery...smiles...not a fan of meaningless accolade...
"the horoscope of her tousled yearning......" what a great line that is. I also like the ashtray full of burnt words.
the yearning becomes deep almost tangible.....the closing line is spot on...
Much safer...hiding emotions in poems.
Yes...lonely hiding in the spaces between words, but ultimately safer! *smiles*
I really feel this poem when i read it...Read it through a few times now just for the sake of it! Love it very much!
:) :P :D
all emotions and metaphors...
just wondering where did moon disappear ;)
Nice to see a poem about poems and emoticons. Hmmm... is this autobiographical, perhaps?! ;-)
You are so creative Moon! I love your work, you amaze me so with each piece you write :) Really well done dear lady!
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