by Zia Mikaela   Mar 28, 2019

I counted his footsteps to my dismay
As they needlessly walked away from mine
Pipe dreams and poetry tasted cliché
Asphyxiated souls, imperfect by design

My crown adorned with silver-coated lies;
All accidentally shown on display.
My thorns were entangled under his vines;
The sour bite would still persist once decayed.

His discarded cigarettes were the only evidence of a goodbye,
I valued his happiness with dishonest lungs.
We were a drunken chaos destroying the sorrows of midnight,
Its syrup sweetens the more damaged it becomes.

The rose bottles choked the abandoned souvenirs;
I laughed at the wide-eyed, crestfallen summers.
She was a lush teal garden, a brilliant bundle of his,
Only a shoulder; I was, and it injured my colors.

My fault was breathing by the bones,
The words did not ripen ‘til the earliest of May.
The white picket fence I could never own,
It took minutes to harbor but it was years too late.


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  • 2 months ago

    by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

    Simply great.
    Though I find it hard relating the title to the message.
    Good one

  • 2 months ago

    by Ya----Na

    Zia welcome to the site. Your writing style is unique.

    • 2 months ago

      by Zia Mikaela

      Thank you! I enjoy being here! :)

  • 2 months ago

    by Meena Krish

    Somehow the title throws the reader off a direction but
    as I read it there is a deeper feeling and atmosphere to it all. A worthy win indeed...Congrats!

  • 2 months ago

    by Rania Moallem

    What a front-page worthy poem, Zia. The imagery and words flowed so well from the 1st line to the last word. Well done! Looking forward to read more of your work.

    • 2 months ago

      by Zia Mikaela

      Thank you so much! It means so much to me <3
      I will do my best and keep on writing! I hope you get to read more of my works in the future!

  • 2 months ago

    by Daniel

    Congratulations on the win. There’s some very lovely imagery throughout this. Happy to see it on the front page!

    • 2 months ago

      by Zia Mikaela

      I never would've thought my poems would get noticed like that.
      I am so thankful! I was always doubtful when i write poetry. I always thought my poems
      were not good enough, like it was such a waste reading them...

      Somehow, I feel so happy and grateful. I hope i could reach out to more people and inspire them.
      Again, thank you, Daniel :)

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