The Bashful OneA Poem by Aly MendozaThis is a RIDDLE. Try to guess what I'm pertaining to here. Actually, it's obvious because of the title I used. Have fun, i guess :))In a glimpse, you were here, a part of me Dwelling inside my contemplation, here and there O glittering almonds! A tribute will never be enough To recompense our encounter on the prologue
As I traipsed along the pavement, I saw you I extended my hand, perched on you But you averted me like a revealed Juliet Felt so rejected, I was really in despair.
“Perhaps you were a snowflake,” I reckoned However, just like you, I saw one that’s lovely, naïve Then, I left my trace using the end of my timbers I uproared when nothing but puny fingers firmly closed lay in front of me
I don’t give a damn, maybe I do You may say you’re diffident, demure Are you one of those horned creatures in Sumatra? No. So introvert , a paradise with you " inconceivable!
Evermore, I dream of you being mine Nevertheless, I’ve little leap of faith, what’s left’s to stare At daylight, the chance’s a split-second; at sundown, it’s futile When will you ever open yourself still to me?
It’s impossible; even my imagination’s been transcended I admit, the prologue have never ended I confess, the real story have never started yet But to me, it’s a Grimm tale " one with a happy ending. © 2013 Aly Mendoza |
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