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'Baby Blue'

He was a star shining so bright that I can't reach,
It's making me blue the way we will never meet,
Was it a hope or a fate that I tried to breach,
Even in a winter cold,all I felt was his presence heat.

He feels like all shades of red,
It makes me feel fine but also feel pain,
So scarlet yet feels so blue,
It makes me feel anxious but also feel sane.

His dreamy eyes caught my soul in a cage,
His smile could cure my loneliness fever,
His voice were not lilac nor they will be sage,
More like a scent of yellow with the luck of a clover.

His existence hurts me more than death itself,
How his laugh made my heart flower but also it shattered in pieces,
Even the King's horses and the Kingsman couldn't put them together,
The maroon colour of my blood,the purple it makes my bruises.

Each step that I take,my mind's still echoing his name,
My eyes never left the street,my heart never stop dancing,
The greyer the road,the harder they fade,
My hope was still high even though I knew the ending.

If he thinks she was the one he's looking for,
A mistake will be made that the answer I knew,
And if he thinks the grass's green and the sky's blue,
Oh darling,I am perfect for you.

tamat.

-2023

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