Pensive Young Poet by Priya Jha (freda ebook reader .TXT) 📕

I want to write about how you make me feel,
How every time I see your face I know that you're real.
I can't describe the feeling you always raise in me.
I can't describe this wash of happiness that you seem to bring,
But I want to write about it; I want to write about you.

I want to write about that day we shared,
How every time you would laugh it would linger in the air.
I can't describe the loving look in your eyes.
I can't describe the reason why you won't say, "Goodbye."
But I want to write about it; I want to write about you.

I want to write about all our memories, all our stories, and adventures,
How we conquered them together,
But I can't describe the paths we took.
I can't describe the sense of security I felt in that one look.
But I want to; I want to write about you.

I want to write,
But I can't explain how our plans got so disarrayed,
How God just had to take you away.
I can't describe this sudden feeling I have to be by your side,
How even through death I have to hide all that I feel inside.

I want to write, but I forget how to describe what is meant.
I want to write about you, but I can't.
I can't describe the feeling of lost, the feeling of what it all cost
Or of the silent screams, the lovely dreams with just you and me,
But I want to.

 Nobody knows it's empty,
The smile that I wear.
The real one is left behind in the past
Because I left you there.

Nobody knows I am crying.
They won't even see my tears.
When they think I am laughing,
I wish you were here.

Nobody knows it's painful.
They think that I am strong.
They say it won't kill me,
But I wonder if they are wrong.

Nobody knows I miss you.
They think I am all set free,
But I feel like I am bound with chains,
Trapped in the mystery.

Nobody knows I need you.
They think I can do it on my own,
But they don't know I am crying
When I am all alone.

 Running, running
far away.
Escaping dreams
of yesterday.
Faster, faster
there I go.
Forgetting things
you'll never know.
Dying, dying
deep inside.
Find a place
for me to hide.
Catching, catching
up with me.
No more running
from reality.

Publication Date: 05-19-2021

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