Melodies Of A Broken Heart

Long lost Poet Of Love ( Part I )

To whom it may concern...

Love behind a mask

Beauty up-handed a task.

I was too shy to ask

Too proud to loose

Yet there was no point,

No reason to choose

For she already had a lover.

Either way, I lose.

Thinking thoughts - A Heart of bruise

The more I fought it - The farther I disperse.

Like a maze...

Thought I got it - just a couple of clues.

Don't get me

Let me diffuse.

I  first Thought I merely crushed

Not knowing I'll genuinely like...

Till  I fell in love

At the stroke of an eyesight

I only knew  at the look of her sight

Eyes so Blur and Beautifully hidden under an innocent guilt

She greeted me with a nip of her voice

Didn't want to but she didn't have a choice

She'd rather pretend than 

Have me know that she already knows

Diving deep - The story unfolded

I could scent the beauty of her essence

Started to miss her  presence

And eventually, I could Mourn her absence

But I had to face the painful truth

That to her, I'd never be enough

I was neither charming nor daring

Neither keen nor charismatic

But one thing I always knew:

I had nothing to lose

Either I forever live to regret

Or one day happily sit knowing 

I tried winning her heart

To be continued...