Your presence
Was the music
I felt in my
Veins
The day i did not see you
My heart intensely strains
It may be sunny today
Yet on me
It has to rain
But
Somehow i will
Maintain...
Desparate remains ,this Brain
Meanwhile
This heart secretly
waits
For you
You imaginatively transported
Me to a Life that is a
Bed of roses
Hah! Fool me
Forgetting roses also
have thorns
The hungover
With
your eyes
Is so far Gone
The
Submarine of wonders
Is already drowned
Eyes urging to cry
Violets are drying ,
Roses has thorns
Which i jumped onto
& Just like them now
my face is entirely
red
Roses are wilting
& Violets are dead
The wave of bliss i was conveying
That i used to miss
Once again i am missing
I've nothing left
but this basket of
Some memories that
I am
solemnly Kissing
The wave of bliss has
Eventually turned into
A storm of threats
Yet
there is not a single tear
that i
Will shed
Although
Roses are drying &
the violets are dead
The rain of Flowers
The
Nectar of your simplilicty
Has simply become
A ungodly hue
The Roses are dead
And the violets are too
Just like the feelings
I once had for you~
Poem's name: Nectar into poision
February /2021(Derivative of your simplicity poem )
©rishabh567
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