deadpoetweeps

The Horrors Of Being Unwanted

Recumbent and never saw it coming

Unable to silence the sphallolalia

Wishing to create the end of their causerie 

Have them feel a hint of my abyssopelagic melancholia.

 

Uncomfortable by all first impressions

My attempts to sweep her away failed in quick successions

Emotional memorable things to material possessions

Not to mention the times I had weep to you confessions

But it never mattered all my intentions

To have you fly on their wings of deception

What was wrong with my offerings of heavenly dimensions

Fully aware I worshipped you but it couldn\'t keep your attention.

 

Inside was an unsatisfying acoria for her

Enigmatic and innominatis is this why I remain unnoticed

Fantasizing myself a poet I thirsted for words to express

Yet the ones I\'d find she would borrow to impress them.

 

I knew as I attempted to belaud her in poetic fashions

Sinking in the anxious panics she not yearns for my compassions

Affections tolerated, as her distractions left me ashen

With the fires and majesties of a dragon

Who sheds real tears the pain no one can imagine

To be saddened or maddened watching her seek their passion

Dreamy notion to rock us asleep by the ocean

The language of crashing waves to you a sudden commotion

 

Can\'t fix yesterday to try again today to get a chance for tomorrow

You must have just kept me around for familiarity

But you had blueprints to figure how to let go completely

When I was the one gripping and slipping.....then falling.

 

 

Just like my long promise

For you I\'ll know I\'ll be the one to land hardest.

 

2023