The Flabbergasted Romantic

no i did not write this, it was my brother. again.


 

Threw the drink on my face

And yelled

How could you?

So I ran

Before she could reach for her shoe.

 

A cheater she called me

But I told her

“Though there were just two

I only ever thought of you”

 

Like the heavy makeup on her face

She wouldn’t budge

And forgive this slightest mishap

She is the one

That my heart cherishes

 

To surprise her

I bought a cake

Which somehow found it’s way

Onto my face

 

Such an aesthetic accent

How can I live without it

Please don’t go away

With your exotic scent

 

This time

I won’t object

To your scratching head

Or the colonies of lice

That parade in it

Never would I complain again

When I am plucking them from your hair

 

I am Romeo

To your Juliet

Save the poison

We are perfect for each other

 

Why can’t you understand

That you are the one

One

For whom

My heart goes thump

Thump.

 

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1 thought on “The Flabbergasted Romantic”

  1. Hahahaha! Ilyas is such a magical poet! He knows his expression of emotions perfectly!
    I see this in your poems as well!

    This was a delightful read.
    The shoe part, the lice part and the cake part were my favourite 😂

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