The past has past,
and from it I have decided to flee.
I no longer care about what
happened then.
So, don't wave your history at me.
Technology is supposed to
lessen the load,
and somehow make us feel free,
But all I see are chains and rooks.
So, don't wave your gadgets at me.
In the educational system I trusted,
through it the world I could see,
But now I know
it's all a show.
So, don't wave your grades at me.
Poetry is an acquired taste;
As dead as it can be,
But write we still,
As words can ****
So, don't wave your lines at me.
In love I used to trust;
the one and only key.
But then I learnt,
and caring was burnt.
So, don't wave your happiness at me.
You came unexpected and briefly;
Like the sun on a cold winter's day.
You dived and soaked in the waters,
and caused ripples through and through.
Changing the surface for a brief moment of eternity.
Now you've bathed and done;
had your fun.
For this I decree:
I am the errors you left me
So please do not wave at me.
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
The past has past,
and from it I have decided to flee.
I no longer care about what
happened then.
So, don't wave your history at me.
Technology is supposed to
lessen the load,
and somehow make us feel free,
But all I see are chains and rooks.
So, don't wave your gadgets at me.
In the educational system I trusted,
through it the world I could see,
But now I know
it's all a show.
So, don't wave your grades at me.
Poetry is an acquired taste;
As dead as it can be,
But write we still,
As words can ****
So, don't wave your lines at me.
In love I used to trust;
the one and only key.
But then I learnt,
and caring was burnt.
So, don't wave your happiness at me.
You came unexpected and briefly;
Like the sun on a cold winter's day.
You dived and soaked in the waters,
and caused ripples through and through.
Changing the surface for a brief moment of eternity.
Now you've bathed and done;
had your fun.
For this I decree:
I am the errors you left me
So please do not wave at me.
Sort of inspired by Keaton Henson's Poem- 'Don't twitch your curtains at me'. Go look him up. He's a great renaissance man.
