Love, like a floundering swan
With fumbling confidence
Is forlorn.
A dying peacock
Is still beautiful,
Words poignant
No matter how truthful.
The tide doesn’t matter
When the winds have flooded the shore
It’s wide open but
I can’t get myself to, walk out the door.
Who knew life was like a game of poker
Times change fast,
Ask the amused ides of October.
Your smile is a Lethe like symphony
You dimple at me, and I don’t need an apology
I plead temporary insanity.
How else will we overcome the dishonesty?
We shall continue this celestial fight
Until the wrong still feels right.
I may pretend, I’m out of mind
Unfortunately, I’m painfully aware, I’m lying.
But there is no escaping
The helpless humiliation of knowing
I love you
And
Sometimes,
You love me too.
-Tannisha Avarrsekar