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You entered my world.
Took to the skies, free as a bird.
Or more like an angel I’ve never seen or heard,
be so colourful in appearance and language.
Looks can be deceiving as you hid well your anguish.
You risked it all to save my life-my rich, pathetic life.
He is mine and I am his.
So we've sealed the promise with a kiss.
After we said our vows,
I kissed him again but his eyes still opened
with raised brows.
I feel it in my gut, it’s screaming in my head.
When I fall asleep, you always sneak out
then you wake me with our problems
how about we solve them again.
Let's start at the beginning:
tricked into an arranged marriage
neither of us can conceive,
I don't know how to make this any clear
our two countries expect a heir
where society is concerned, you need to care…
If I don't give you a baby.
I can't assure your safety.
Death was jealous of us and took away my lady…
I see your ghost every night at your spot on our bed.
No matter how much my feelings show
our love is forever unrequited- I quit!
Seduce and use me and brag on beautiful lies.
Haunt and taunt me from beyond the afterlife.
Drew your sword and carved a hole in my heart,
empty all my unwanted feelings and angst.
The fact that you were old enough to be my young sibling
has got my alcoholic mind singing one thing-
carry me in a lovely Kapu, I almost had you.
Should’ve given me a chance, we could’ve stayed in paradise.
Don't you look so nice today?
Why did your lips touch my lips?
Kissing you is a choking hazard
because you know I'll forget to breathe.
Carry me in a lovely Kapu,
I almost had you.
Your dress hung loose and shattered the illusion.
I never knew hid a discovery to blow my mind.
You had to do what you had to do,
for your family I understand ,
don't be mad I have one too;
and I wanted you to be a part of it.
We’re out of reach, out of touch.
What we shared was never enough...
I tried to earn your love,
I tried to make peace,
clearly I should’ve known better.
You got a headache over wearing the tiara.
Cry no more a river of mascara.
Falling for you wasn't the brightest idea.
Because it feels you would still treat me like dirt.
Is it selfish to pray for you to come back to Earth?
Please come back to me and
Carry me in a lovely Kapu…
remember the time I almost had you.
The 'Reap'
Metaphysical Pain
Hearsay.
And maybe if I could write a decent story I would have presented it as such instead of a poem but until that day comes, which I'm also assuming is when the apocalypse happens, please continue accepting my half-ass attempts.