"Bleed (for lise)"
We look around,
gothic in our confusion,
lost in the carpeted patterns
and the soft patter
of our conversations
hushed against music.
You bleed, you say.
You bleed and you'll die bleeding.
You'll lie down, someday,
tired and dreamy.
Content.
Content to bleed,
to feel life ebb from you,
grateful to finally see
this life that you've borne
in your veins.
Grateful to finally give birth
after what has become
a lifetime of so many years.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
An Alchemy of Words
PuisiA collection of my poems, both old and new. Notable Rankings: 1 in #poetsofwattpad (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetryclub (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetrycommunity (2021-06-18) 1 in #slampoetry (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoets (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoet (2022-04...