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Witness to Bliss
I saw something strange the other day,
It was cute, but weird in a strange way,
I can't stress that word enough in one say,
Strange is definitely all I can portray.
Weirdest part was I see it everyday...
Though now it seems mocking in some way,
Like I've seen in before, not just today,
Still I feel like it's a first, but no further delay.
I saw a couple kissing in a store,
What words can I muster to say how I adore,
Adore them for having love, not being poor,
Poor of the feeling of hope we all implore.
I wanted to stop this act,
Stop this loving act.
I wanted to burst out, mind no longer intact,
For a moment, it was their love i wanted to attack.
You see I was purely jealous of sorts,
Jealous of their love, in short,
It made my heart twist and contort,
To shapes of hate and lust, such sorts.
I wished it was me,
Kissing so freely,
Loving so strongly,
Being loved so deeply.
One kiss can affect one so easily,
Affect one so deeply,
Bring depression so quickly,
All of this affected me.
I confess and digress,
I simply stared, a simple witness,
What could I do? look away from it?
Not when it's all I see, all I dream for and wish.
So I watched, hopeless,
I watched, restless,
I stared, and in my forgetfulness,
I tripped over myself while witnessing their blissfulness.
 NandabaDogiro · Tue Jan 11, 2011 @ 10:22am · 0 Comments |
