Over the days of clumsy tangle,
I stand still even when you faded.
Facing us all over in every angle,
I still perceive something that invaded.
Striving to find out the interruption,
I was clenched by the wily ecstasy,
Meaningless agony on the intricacy,
Made me know its interpretation.
We are separated by a timid distance,
Casually unusual for instance.
This roads that connected us before,
Stay as the gap to repel us furthermore.
Can you glimpse into this invader?
He has more to be explored.
If you can't do as you never implored,
Let me be your thought exchanger.
This space is such that,
Even if you could hear me shriek,
I will never get your subduing embrace,
Even if you see me illicit in daze,
I will never get the words you speak.
Even if I cry out my brimming ocean,
You will stay rigid than showing up,
Even if I torment myself in commotion,
You will thrive more selfishly than making up.
Eventhough you see my longing arm,
You will stay folded up and just tread away,
Eventhough I feel cluttered in my way,
You will be humble and all warm.
Eventhough I pound your name inside,
You will never hear it in your head.
Eventhough I bump to stay as a stead,
You will ignore and blow me to the
off side.
Even if I claim for you in my past print,
You will show you are none amongst them.
Even if I say that I'm your only imprint,
You will state I belonged there just as a clem.
Even if I melt me thoroughly enough,
You will find me to be defective design.
Even if I mould it all than to resign,
You will say I'm brittle and rough.
Even on knowing that we can't pretend,
You push me to do it, over my condemn.
Do you ever keep our oath that's solemn?
That we'll never sleek all over the blend!
Even if I move on, you will never halt,
You will choose sweet in place of salt.
Even if you know you're falsifying,
That looks satisfactory, than me testifying.
Even on knowing that I'll await you,
You will crash than envelope the hope.
What's wrong in getting along the rope,
That's still plotting a chance to subdue!
Why do you always think to revoke?
When things align in good to evoke!
It never ends even if you merely enrage,
I couldn't predict when we grew this strange!
Is this the real you! Or do you act intact?
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This poem is about two people who were separated due to fate.
One tries to work it all back to be together again. Unfortunately the other sneaks out without any effort.
So have you ever been turned into a stranger to someone who knew your all abouts, but chose to leave rather than to stay.
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Yaris🔆