Shaken

My feathers get sharper in hurricanes, but I create troubles for myself in my brain. I’m notorious for seclusion, but when it comes to passion I’ve earned myself some fame.

I fly up to the moon and fall back in rain. I’m locked in paradox; I have no one to blame. I dream of you frequently, but when it comes to confession I am bloody lame.

We take our hands and spin each other often. I know you inside out like a poem. I’m dumbstruck by your beauty; you’re an emblem, but when it comes to face your face I’m wooden.

I tell them lies that I’m numb. I know I’m smart but my heart is really dumb. I’m complicated like multi-layered conundrum, but when there are talks about you I’m cut open.

And I’m shaken by the fact that you’re taken.

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8 Comments Add yours

  1. This really hit me…. Hard

  2. topomzblog says:

    Great lines, I like the expression

  3. I fly up to the moon and fall back in rain… Awww! The beautiful lines…👏👏

  4. Nawazish says:

    Wonderfully expressed!!

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