#1. The Circus In Me

#1. The Circus In Me

When I first saw you,

Time slowed

Crowd parted

Silence followed

Clouds dissipated

until you were bathed in the 

soft glow of sunlight. 

And the veins and arteries

in a bundle of cardiac muscles

thrum against my rib cage,

rattling it,

doing acrobatic stunts,

resonating all over my body

and suddenly, 

the world is so much better.

I’m so excited to be writing today! This is the first prompt of the Spring Palette for the Heart, curated by myself and Parvathi. Check out here or here for the full list of prompts!

 

#20. Sleeping in

I can’t face you.

Not after I stammered and blurted out that

little secret you asked me to safe guard.

Not after that incredulous look you shot at me

when I did that.

Not after that look of disappointment that clouded your face

after I betrayed your trust.

And if I do ever see you again,

I’ll blurt out all my secrets,

including the fact that I’ve always,

always, always loved you.

I really can’t face anything,but the darkness over my eyes

when I cover my blankets over my face.

This is my 100th post on this blog! Time for celebration! Time for an new book!

#3. The Cold Moon

I watch you watching the Moon,

through the slits of my curtain

Never enough courage to

talk to you about it.

But as the years went on

the Moon stayed the same,

cold and glaring and grey

while you were so

full of life and warmth

and colour

and I stay

mesmerized by

you.

In tribute of my one of my favourite fictional couples, Lola and Cricket, from Lola and the Boy Next Door by Stephanie Perkins!

#29. No one arrived

#29. No one arrived

*knock knock*

I get up from the comfortable

pillow and your warm embrace

and pull on some clothes.

I smile to myself

thinking about the great night

we had.

*knock knock*

The time is 3:42 AM.

Unless it is extremely important,

I don’t know anybody

who could be here at this time.

I open the door slightly.

Nobody is here.

I frown and close the door.

*knock knock*

Now it’s behind me.

I swivel around

to see you leaning

against the bedroom door

you sharp features softened

by the silvery moonlight

looking more beautiful and more desired

than I have ever felt.

You pull me closer

against your body

your skin to my clothes

as it soon becomes,

your skin

to my skin.

Sorry about the absence. I tried my best at this. I intended it to become something, but it turned out to be something else. Not disappointed though! Next is last!

#28. A Fuse Too Short

#28. A Fuse Too Short

It was late

when I got home.

You were already prepping up 

to sleep,

with a scowl that 

explained a broken promise.

I swear, I didn’t do it on purpose. 

You wouldn’t listen, so

I decide to take a bath.

I turn on the shower

let it become hot,

while I strip.

And I look up,

a dark blob lurking outside the

shower curtain.

I grin, and

open up the shower curtain fully

and pull you

by the hand.

You shriek in surprise

but I swallowed them all. 

I made sure you were dry,

as wet clothes are harder to take off

and I begin to show you just

how much I love you. 

And, I’m back with my cheesy, romantic poems 😀