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826 · Oct 2018
SLEEP, OH, SLEEP
D'Angelo Eden Oct 2018
SLEEP, OH, SLEEP

Too late to sleep
Too early to be awake
Doomed in sleep’s convoluted tapestry

Sleep, oh, sleep
I swoon over you nightly
But like a glamorous young lady
You continually play hard to get
Leonard Cohen’s “deeper than a Siberian coalmine” voice didn’t sway you
The boringness of my Epidemiology lecture notes didn’t persuade you
Sleep, oh, sleep
Why hast thou forsaken me?

Drowsiness, red eyes
and a face bereft of cheerfulness
Are all that I’m left with
On this long torturous day
Many gulps of coffee won’t ensure wakefulness
An hour-long bath in hot steam won’t alleviate the lethargy
Only serene slumbers will be the panacea to the cephalalgy
Sleep,oh,sleep
Why hast thou forsaken me?
D'Angelo Eden Apr 2018
I'm still dazed by it all
Many a day I acted unfazed
My affections for you, I didn't embrace
I assumed it was just a phase
I didn't endeavour to get outta the haze
I didn't take the chances to regale
Now the ship has sailed
But my feelings aren't abated
Any effort now will be to no avail, you say
As you've moved on without restraints

I woke up too late
Even though my incandescent affection endures
Pangs of sadness are all that remain
I'll strive not to whimper and wail incessantly
That yer bewitching dimples won't be an endless sight

Perhaps the heartache will fade away
Time heals all wounds, they say
And I would have learnt
Not to throw it all away
Thus I'll carry the blame with me
Until I'm no longer lame
But if things do change
Choose to take a chance on me
Next time, I won't let it stray
I won't make the same mistakes
#love #affection #hurt
705 · Apr 2018
My Lady
D'Angelo Eden Apr 2018
ALL BECAUSE I’M FALLING FOR A DAINTY, CURLY-HAIRED, BROWN-EYED GIRL
WITH A SMILE SO BRAZENLY BRIGHT LIKE THE SUMMER SUN
I’LL GO THROUGH THE SOLEMN CHARADE
FOR MY VENEER OF ALTRUISM MIGHT WIN HER TENDEREST AFFECTION
“THE END JUSTIFIES THE MEANS” SHALL BE THE MAXIM OF MY MORALITY
195 · Dec 2018
Winter and all that.
D'Angelo Eden Dec 2018
As snow thaws on this cold winter night
Frazzled is what I am
By the absence of your dazzling touch
Like snowflakes descending from above
My mind is sunken into the depth of vigorous memories
Which has left me with a despondent disposition
But unlike the sun that can’t shield us from the cold of winter days
My afflatuses will see me through this darkness.
156 · Oct 2019
Boar On The Floor
D'Angelo Eden Oct 2019
I’m much more of a troubled soul than I let on
Feels like every third inch of me is a vulnerability
That permeate through every fibre of my makeup
Harrowing thoughts and all that
Confusion, though, takes the throne
Clueless confusion ravages my soul
One I cannot quite put my fingers on
I feel as though I don’t belong
Belong where? I can’t say
I can’t say why I harbour this feeling either
And that certainly is the killer
Inability to correctly identify the problem
I’m angry and tired most of the time
I fear it’ll all culminate in unbearable frustrations
Conspicuous sorrow that my face will bear
One that begs questions from people around
Or even worse, push ‘em away
It’s a sense of emptiness, hollowness, and confusion.
Confusion, yeah, that takes the throne.

— The End —