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Apr 2 · 65
A Poet
Selena Apr 2
Once a poet with magical spells,
Floating words out from my hands.

Now I stood still holding blank papers,
Words now withholding to hover.

What’s a man without his worth?
Now I'm just a poet with no words.
Apr 2 · 133
My Muse
Selena Apr 2
He is the museum, everyone dreams to see.
He is the music, which was never released.
He is the word, every poet craves to choose.
He is the museum, music and my muse.
Apr 2 · 83
Pretend
Selena Apr 2
I looked at a woman who likes a man,
The man who already found his woman.

“Look at them, she is dumb but he is smart”
I despise those types of people with my heart.

“why would you like a man who is taken?”
“just forget him! You must have mistaken”

I have become the woman once I loathed,
Glancing at a man who was hers, I’m loathed.

The only thing that can be done now is pretend,
“Match made in heaven” Saying things I never meant.

Pretending there was nothing that ended;
In actual, my heart needed to be tended.
Apr 2 · 169
Back To You
Selena Apr 2
When the night whispers your name
In the darkest room,
I’m back to that trip on train
Watching your smile bloom.

Your hair swaying in the warm breeze
As your eyes sparkled;
At that moment, everything ceased,
But my heart in battle.

Struggling to keep it silent,
Just so you will never know
How my heart wants you this instant,
But I failed to make it go.

I burn for you then and now the same
Like the flaring sun.
When the night whispers your name,
I am left undone.
Apr 2 · 127
A Poet/ A Muse
Selena Apr 2
A poet never a poem
How cruel the world is.
To love with words not spoken,
Yet never to be kissed.

A muse how sweet it is to be
to hold a poet’s heart,
to be alive in words not just three,
but exist in the art.

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