Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The beginning of the end


That rainy day, far from home
my eyes were filled by your frivolity
and blanked by your glowing foam.
So, I swept away all the murky animosity
And built a new joyful dome.

Mirthful image of a perfect life
in daylight, a boat at the seaside
together we were, as husband and wife
without neither misery nor pride.

My dear beloved, for you,
I changed my habits indeed
Inventing myself out of the blue
Neglecting what I really need.

The time, anyway, has passed quickly
Consciously unwilled of tomorrow
You become more and more picky
And I felt heavy dull and sorrow.

Pretending to be the queen of smile
And because, the real me, you did not like,
My brain stopped to be fertile
While you seemed to me a moody tyke.

You are grey, you said, one day
You piss me off, you yelled
Maybe I am murky,  I am afraid
Maybe black and white are now meld.

You and me, two different side
Like night and day, we can’t be one
For you, anymore I cannot hide
and follow, as a planet with the sun.

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