Broken
Not the fallout of a love affair
but the flare of a lunacy
Like werewolves
on the bloody Luna plena
No. I can’t bear.
Shivered for the mercy of God
Partly, I’m bagging
Partly, I’m pushing
Sensitivity flew away
like the flock of birds
pieces were ripped
and yanked out
from my only broken organ
Nothing remained,
but the stiffly limb
and the ambiguous perception
The madly shaken figure
with thoughts to spare–
filled it with the darkess of all
I’m falling the
the greatest fall.
For a long short while
I thought…
I finally found my other half
my double soul
my source of light
For a long short while
I thought…
an Unexpected has proved me wrong
and that
the Unexpected has came on that white horse
to save me from this beautiful misery of hate
For a long short while
I blamed myself for believing in
what I claimed to be true
For a long short while
I sacrificed all I had
for that Unexpected.
You have peeled my eyelids -
Like shaking off the brightest glares
Like that first time
squinting at the solo glowing ball
I blamed myself for believing
the empty promise–
and those legacy of fairy—tales—
that I once claimed to be artificial.
Now–
You have shoved these
gorgeous piercing pain
right through that one broken organ
Thanks again.
The wall is once again
built - to the strongest it has ever been
I was wrong.
That was the gift from me to you
to be mistaken and hate
Go fetch your new ending–
your fairytale.