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Prometheus gave fire to humanity and had his innards guzzled by vultures for it. You gave me the sun and I unduly set myself wholly to the task of tearing apart your insides. Top to bottom, I stripped you strip you, will strip you of all that makes you you and I don't know how to stop turning your yellow to orange to purple to black like my innards too. See, I too once gave fire to people and lovers and friends and then I set myself to the task of tearing up apart those various necessities that made me me. Things like basic human kindness. Simple rules like don't involve yourself with so many girls that you lose count while never losing count. That sort of thing, y'know. Do you know how long I've been trying to write you a poem called Darjeeling? I've been trying  for so long that I drink coffee now. I've been trying for so long that when the restaurant menu finally reads 'Darjeeling tea' for so and so price, I don't pay it and order some mediocre hot-chocolate instead (and even a Strawberry milkshake. What does that say about me, I wonder?). It was lukewarm. It didn't scald my tongue like you did. I suppose it never will.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
Sunshine Girl.
Prometheus gave fire to humanity and had his innards guzzled by vultures for it. You gave me the sun and I unduly set myself wholly to the task of tearing apart your insides. Top to bottom, I stripped you strip you, will strip you of all that makes you you and I don't know how to stop turning your yellow to orange to purple to black like my innards too. See, I too once gave fire to people and lovers and friends and then I set myself to the task of tearing up apart those various necessities that made me me. Things like basic human kindness. Simple rules like don't involve yourself with so many girls that you lose count while never losing count. That sort of thing, y'know. Do you know how long I've been trying to write you a poem called Darjeeling? I've been trying  for so long that I drink coffee now. I've been trying for so long that when the restaurant menu finally reads 'Darjeeling tea' for so and so price, I don't pay it and order some mediocre hot-chocolate instead (and even a Strawberry milkshake. What does that say about me, I wonder?). It was lukewarm. It didn't scald my tongue like you did. I suppose it never will.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
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