you look woebegone
in your forlorn effort to
escape sullen glum

I have an ache and throb in my soul
it wakes me up from my sleep at nights
after it strikes in the evenings
I feel fatigued
restless
and weak

I have an uncontrollable
involuntary
and intense urge to love you

birth pang-like contractions start
in my heart
before you depart
sweetheart
things fall apart
with a poisonous lump
in my throat
try to keep myself afloat
but there seems to be no lifeboat
around. The only way to see the rainbow
is to let my soul grow

She flipped the lid
to open a delicious looking jar of homemade raspberry jam
to make a yummy stuffed French toast
expecting a lush and fruity floral scent
instead, it smelled mold and yeast
she started coughing and wheezing
feeling dizzy and nauseous

She opened
a rose-shaped red velvet ring box
to wed herself to him
expecting a shinny and glamorous wedding ring
instead, there was an unseen and sharp razor in the slit
she cut her finger  and started bleeding
feeling confused and perplexed rapidly breathing

She opened
a .jar file on her computer
hoping to reach all the files
instead, it was malware containing viruses
and ruined her computer
exploiting and infecting her system
leaving her disappointed and depressed

Dead bodies all over
Lying down in colorful gowns
Checkered red and white shirts and
Shining night blue dresses
That man with the brown jacket
Looks like he has already turned into soil

Walking towards the unknown
Away from the well known
A precious stone ornamented glamorous crown
Of a dignified and refined love and affection
This only sounds like fiction
Although we used to talk about all this with conviction
When we were waved with a magical wand
The whole world had turned into a heart-lifting and fulfilling beau monde
perfection  

The crown
Fell off and hit the ground
Turning me into a clown
All the gems and jewels spread and broke up
Like filthy germs floating around

Cuts, bruises, and a deep and scary wound
The whole life turned into a grimy pond
of ugly frogs and nauseous frogspawn
Bulged with pus, poison, and pain
Whichever you kiss
You get the icky taste
of a painful and quick death