This poem is not for me.
This poem is not for you.
But for those people who failed to recognize their love.
Who do not know,
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Enough.
Enough of the pretension that the colour of love is red.
Remember,
When you crushed my heart under your filthy shoes
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Writing a love poem is so easy
When you are swimming in love with someone.
Just compose some maudlin lines
On the eternal ‘Romeo-Juliet’ ideas of romanticism.
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Sometimes I think I am lucky
That my heart was not made of glass.
‘Cause when you had thrown the stone of “no” to it,
Then it would have broken into two hundred pieces
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Silence of last night
Laying on the pillow
Waiting to be touched
By the liquid sun.
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Feed my earth with more forces of gravity
For absorbing the weight of your fondness.
Waves of senses opened the gate of ecstasy
Souls shatter into constant gleaming pieces.
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How could I escape
From the
Sovereignty of gloomy silence,
When I use
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He hated the frosty bitterness,
As his blue veins were clasped by
The numbness that winter offers.
To him, it was like falling through
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