It was no big deal the first time we met
They said you are our mentor and tormentor
Each passing time engulfed with pleasure, humor and terror
But there was something then I could hardly forget
The smile and the eyes that make my hear melt.
…but for you it’s no big deal then
When you could easily break the hearts of men.
Time passed by and I thought you are history
Someone I could think of out of memory
But you stayed in me I could not imagine
An emotion my hear keeps wondering why it so happned
Oh my Lord…here it comes again.
…but then again, for you it’s no big deal
When all the wounds my heart bears, you silently heal.
I thought of running away just as I always do
To escape the mere thought of falling for you
To wake up from a dream I succumbed into
But your charm by now has work its way
My life will never be the same again each day
…so for me then, it’s a big deal
That my life, for all its misery, is touched by an Angel.
2 comments:
Marix, I gotta say. Your poetry has improved since last I read it.
Thank you, sir. Extreme emotions lets you do things beyond your imagination.
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