A Secret Missive

Have you ever missed someone so greatly,

till your heart grieves dolefully from dawn to dusk and dawn,

your soul achingly starves of rendezvous,

yet you let the innocent remain as is.

 

Only, surreptitiously hoping,

that you two would run into one another unpredictably,

as if mother nature coincidentally let you two converge,

or as the God unexpectedly grants your bedtime prayers.

 

Because, you barely can stand

having your very own deceptive, polished outer shell

cracked down.

 

You hardly let the scrupulous persona

envisage your constant cravings

for his perfunctory good mornings, eloquent wordings, and dainty giggles.

 

And, by no least,

you’re afraid he will sneak into your ice-masked, truthfully fragile personality,

only to discover your non-seraphic quintessence.

Reviews

[Susana Grace]

This is brilliant! and don't we all miss someone so greatly :')

[lenabean]

Oh, I adore this poem!! I know this feeling all too well. The words you write make me think of people that I miss very much, and the way I feel about them. Your vocabulary is excellent! Keep writing, and welcome to WritersCafe! :)