“At your service, my Queen”, he announced.
“Your wish is my command”, and bowed.
But when did it become acceptable to treat a queen as your beck and call?
Such treatment should only be reserved to servants not worth a ****
If you say I mean this much to you,
Then why do I feel like a second rate pick-up girl?
A one night stand that’s gotten way overboard.
If you say I mean this much to you,
Then show me.
Make some time for me.
Climb a mountain for me
Skin a snake for me.
Pen me poetry and read it aloud.
Paint my face on a canvas.
Until then, I shan’t be at your beck and call.
WhatsApp Notification: “Come over tonight?”
Without giving it a second thought,
I launched the app and tapped on your saved address.
I’ll do this another time.
I’ll love myself tomorrow, I mumbled as I knocked on your door.
“Your royal highness, you’ve beckoned for my presence? It is I, your beck and call, at your service.”
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 6:38 AM UTC
Dear You,
We were never meant to be, I’ve learned that now. I’m still learning to live with it. But I will never regret knowing you. It might hurt now and maybe until forever, but the pain was definitely worth it.
You were never the one that got away because I never really had you in the first place. I will live my life in pain because that is all I have of you.
You will always be the one that stole my heart and I know I’ll never have it back. And I’m okay with that. I’d rather you have my heart even if I can’t have yours. My heart is yours to break.
Always,
Me
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC
Dear You,
I never stopped loving you and I don’t think I ever will. I’ll still love you. Even from afar. Even if you will never love me back.
Always,
Me
May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 2:16 AM UTC
She blinked at me
I followed her eyes
As she scanned me
From inside out
My nerves getting the best of me
Hands shaking behind my back
Praying she wont notice
My vulnerable eyes full of
Fear, anxiety and distraught
One
She blinked at me
Two
Breathe in
Breathe out
One
Two
How
How do i breathe?
What comes after one?
Two!
Breathe in...
Two
No
What comes after breathing?
Forgotten
I have forgotten
I forgot how to count
How to breathe
How to live
She blinked at me
She blinked.
She blinked at me again.
I caught her blinking at me again!
I saw her eyes full of pain and sorrow.
Inviting
She pulled me
into the darkness.
Her room full of
solitude and despair.
One
Breathe in
Breathe
Two
Out
She keeps me.
She keeps me up at night.
With her thoughts of destruction and raucous cries.
Pleading.
Bleeding.
To let her out
To let her take control
But I'm denying
Fighting
Crawling my way out
My skin is blue
And purple
From her scratches
And punches
Clamored
With her tirade of
Failures and mess
One
Breathe in
Breathe
Just breathe
Two
She keeps me
Happy and ecstatic
I could roll over the floor
Jump
Past my balcony
Because, she
She keeps me
Chasing for excitement
My blood pumped up
With adrenalin
Like friday
Night and I'm
All clouded with
Cheap mix
Of gin and
Tonic
She keeps me
She keeps me tangled
Mangled
Inside her junk of chest
Moulding and decaying
Pieces of her skin
Wrapped
Around my neck
Broken bones
Slashing through my
Flesh
She is screaming
And wailing
To get out,
I am trembling
Taunted by her cries.
I am pleading
Meaning for her to
Stop
Hush now
It will all be fine
Once the clock hits nine
You will be back
Just in time
To dine with my
Crime
I shut her off
With my clenched fists
And twisted tongue
She grabbed me closer
And pulled my hair
She said, "This is terrible
Ugly and utterly grime"
With her words i get weak
I shrunk in defeat
Throat clumped
And eyes bleak
Folded in my knees
By the corner of the
Margin
Between sanity and disbelief
Go away, i said.
Please please
Please
I want to be
full of life
And free
I want to be me again!
She said, you are you
But i am i,
And i am taking over
Whatever is left
To be salvaged
You are feeble
With your flaccid
Belief
Of whatever feat
You call
Faith!
Walk on water
If you must
I'll let you drown
With your lies
And cries
While i have
The last laugh
Like a
double-edged sword
Her words cut my heart open
Bleeding in abandonment
She keeps blaming me
And claiming that
I
destroyed her life
That i
ripped her
Dreams off
Into oblivion
Of so much possibilities
Of starting over agains
of paths wishing to be
Explored
Of answers waiting
to be thrown in
Questions
She keeps panting
Running
Her feet throbbing
finger tips painting
The blank canvas
With more emptiness
And disregard
My wobbly knees
And fickle mind
Gave in
I plucked my ears and
Yanked my eyes out
In my deafened state
i can still hear
Her voice echoing.
With no sight
I can still see her reflection
So clear
So real in front of me
She blinked
She blinked at me again
And i
blinked at her
She
She keeps me
She
She is me.
No.
no no no no
No!
I
I am
her?!
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
I've had enough.
I'm done waiting.
I guess it's your turn
To do something.
I am such a jest
Still hoping from you
But I'm just so done now.
So here's the adieu
I should have given
Months ago.
This is the farewell
Without the
Hungering touch
Of uncertainty.
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 5:20 AM UTC
You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.
You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and *****
You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.
You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.
You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.
You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.
You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.
You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.
You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.
You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.
You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.
You're the one that got away.
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
I'm tired.
Of waiting for the sun to rise in the west,
Hoping when that time comes you will
Be back into my arms.
Your lips against my spine
And I can finally call you,
Mine.
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
we could be soul mates, we could be so great
"I'm sorry, I was too late" he said.
"I'm sorry I couldn't wait" I said.
But what I really wanted to say was
Maybe you could wait, until I clean my slate.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 3:52 AM UTC
Bare face, full moon, we danced in irony.
With swollen eyes, anticipating dawn,
We jumped to the abyss for clarity.
Succumbing, you were fighting and withdrawn.
Swirling and twisting aimlessly, I fell.
Flaming broken bones, soaring hastily.
Your eyes pierced through me, a poisonous spell.
Damp cheeks, bitter tongue – growing vacancy.
Come hither, frightening solace of dusk,
Darkness echoed your face in paragraphs.
Part these lips with punctuations and brusque,
Poignant blank verse, depicting parallax.
Second crescent came, it was disaster.
You vanished in thin air, my sought after.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC