I'm sorry that we are often being dismissed I'll stand guard protecting you from the people who's slowly becoming someone who they said they won't be whose mouth full of sweet words whose real tasks aren't fulfilled Nevermind them We'll stay constant in the midst of fickle hearts
I know, there is no place for a fickle people like me
who painted their thorns beautifully to feel the comfort of no turning back. And the only thing I remember is the wild wood where I tracing each constellations and searching for your footsteps.
I love you like the sun
Which is fickle and sets too soon I love you like the pale And everchanging moon I love you like the ocean And the tides that pull away I love you like the blossoms That don’t live to see may I love you like the embers Of a flame that slowly dies Like the sting of regret Of a thousand muted cries.
Two lovebirds snuggle
in the shade of a weeping willow, oblivious to chastising honks of Canadian geese. Blushing buds begin to bloom, swollen with anticipation as the solstice draws near and blood boils beneath the skin. Weathered voyeurs train watchful eyes on the short-lived marriage of the flesh, scoffing at the consummation of seasons, knowing the fickle nature of the sun. When the geese fly south, so will he.
your heart is an apartment building;
you the landlord and you invited me to live there so i made it my home adorned the shelves with my trinkets painted the walls your favourite colour and ignored it when the mould began creeping up the walls received my eviction notice and as the door slammed shut behind me a sign displayed the words For Rent
wrote this a while ago lol
Fickle is the
swirling haze of purple clouds whispering phantom pleasure of a fleeting crowd soft lilac and sorrowful wisteria musing with the late spring’s hysteria
I am posting poems with pictures to better conjure the imagination in my poetic instagram account! You can find me in @xsummerblues if any of you are interested :)))
Someone called me fickle once
In high school I had to look the word up In the dictionary And I didn’t agree With their assessment Unsure, yes Unconfident, always But fickle? No. I just wanted To be liked You were the fickle one
fickle thing feelings i wish i could turn them all off