She seemed fine from afar, from the place i've been sitting she has been laughing and teasing with her some of friends this gotta be interesting, my mind said after the group left her alone the true color of her appeared it changed my perception the laughter became thin line of smile that only God knows what the meaning it was she slumped down to her sit maybe she hoped the earth swallowed her abruptly
our eyes met and the feeling stuck on my lungs how many times you ever got breathless from the latter's sadness how many people could be that beautiful with dark cloud over her head she was beautiful with her own grey world
her eyes tantalized me, her eyebrow quirked it brought my lips to smirk i could felt the air around me ****** by countless reason how the silence felt like the choir of delighted cupids her hair traced by the wind as her eyelashes flicked in amusing
if you just take a look, if you you would see that she didn't want any but the pure attention and intention if you just listen, if you you would shake by the loudest scream in the way her back slumped and her forest sighed
she was a thunderstorm and i was the sooth voice she was a burning forest and i was raging ocean she was a fuming railway and i was a barrel feeling if you just stop judging about irony, if you you would see the harmony within us like the father kissed your forehead in the middle of night promised everything would be better in the tomorrow morning when you slept in anxiety and begged for mercy
poem for everything seems so irony, maybe we can stir our perception