They keep on asking
If Fallen One has a meaning
I tell them none
That it was just a pun

Truth is, it is more than an appellation
I just don't want them to know it's definition
because it's not worthy of their appreciation

But somebody insist
Until I get ******
And I can not resist
So I give her a twist

I am a flower
that fell from a tower
A fallen flower
who lost its power

I am a snowflake
that fell from snow shake
A fallen snowflake
who lost its shape

I am a kite
that fell from the high
a fallen kite
who lost the flight

I am everything that falls
who can't go beyond the walls
who can't climb the halls

I am the Fallen One
My story is done
choose if you believe one
I am telling you there is none

Truth is, it is more than an appellation
I just don't want them to know it's definition
because it's not worthy of their appreciation

I want this to go as smooth as writing from a ballpoint pen, girl let me be the Lion in your Lion's Den

They say women can't fight
Can't write good poetry
Can't create good paintings
Can't play sports
Can't work good jobs
Or do what a man does
I think they're afraid
Afraid that women might be better than them or equal in skill
Silly sexists
The world is changing
Changing for the better

Your eyes betray me.
Leaving me to drown
In a sea of confusion.
Your lips, laced in euphoria,
Leave me dazed
Trapping me in your embrace

Why must the hue of your copper eyes
Complement the stares of the skies?

Why must the glimmer of the stars,
The abyss of the night,
Be the prisoners of your stare?

Why must I be trapped by your glare,
Demented by the dream of having
Your hand in mine?

like a poem
that needs no melodies
or accompanying beats
but is best,simplest

like a poem
that’s succinct, small
encompassing little,yet,
leaving thoughts,abysmal

like a poem
that lingers long
till each word of it
pours out completely

You,
like a poem.

Why would i need to purchase Tear Gas when i already exerted enough of that through all the struggle i have anticipated in my life?