He said my heart is too hollow
To carry good love poems
So i searched on internet
How to grow a forest in backyard
Because where else can i run
With all my poems and love metaphors.
Cut my fingers and it will grow back again
For i am not an art experiment gone wrong.
I trapped all the i love you(s)
In a glass jar heart, but i wonder if they died
Drowning in the cups of elaichi chai
That i refused because i prefer adrak
Now i place the corpse of our vows in a grave
That i made with my grief ****** eyelashes
And i lay on my bed with ipen fists
Drawing routes on the map to get lost.
He said my heart is too hollow
To write good love poems
I say i will never teach my poems
How to run down from my mouth to yours
Poems arw messages tied around pigeons feet
They fly and reach at the right time and place
So if mine never reached you
Perhaps my soul mate collects and saves it all.
Kashish🌸
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC
He said my heart is too hollow
To carry good love poems
So i searched on internet
How to grow a forest in backyard
Because where else can i run
With all my poems and love metaphors.
Cut my fingers and it will grow back again
For i am not an art experiment gone wrong.
I trapped all the i love you(s)
In a glass jar heart, but i wonder if they died
Drowning in the cups of elaichi chai
That i refused because i prefer adrak
Now i place the corpse of our vows in a grave
That i made with my grief ****** eyelashes
And i lay on my bed with ipen fists
Drawing routes on the map to get lost.
He said my heart is too hollow
To write good love poems
I say i will never teach my poems
How to run down from my mouth to yours
Poems arw messages tied around pigeons feet
They fly and reach at the right time and place
So if mine never reached you
Perhaps my soul mate collects and saves it all.
Kashish🌸
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