• miss_ronam 6w

    It's been forever
    Since I wrote about you
    How you pen down things
    In the little blue diary of your dad
    Where is that diary now?
    Is the colour still blue enough
    To mesmerize you like that very blue sky
    So all your blues goes by?
    Do people still make you uncomfortable
    Do you still shake when words are exchanged
    Did that feeling go away?
    The feeling so cruel
    That it took your teenage away
    Are you still in love with Paris
    First love never stays they say
    Tell me about yours
    Did Paris stay?
    And that boy you fell in love with
    How does he look now
    Where is he, tell me?
    Will he hold your hand
    While you head towards the Eiffel Tower
    The day you couldn't say a word
    When you lost your dog.
    Is blue still your favourite colour
    Or are you so much in dark
    That black became your happy colour?
    Are you still fond of tattoo?
    Or does that bruise on your heart
    Still aches after midnight,
    Left a permanent scar
    And made you afraid of that little needle

    It's been forever
    Since I wrote about you
    The way you bite your lips
    While your hands are on hips
    And you lick lower lip
    Before you speak, I remember.
    Your eyes brighten up
    Everytime you talk about your favourite novel
    And how much you loved your long hair.
    Do you still head home alone, after school
    Or you found companion?
    Are you still that schoolgirl
    Beautiful and shy.
    Do you still wear that bright smile
    After having cried all night?
    Have you found a shoulder to cry on?
    Or is your heart still heavy
    I guess now you're tired to carry on.
    Tell me everything before it's too late
    You never know what's in your fate.

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    A Poem for My Inner Self.

    (........Are you still fond of tattoo?
    Or does that bruise on your heart
    Still aches after midnight?
    Left a permanent scar
    And made you afraid of that little needle)


    ©miss_ronam