Memento
I was such a dummy in the senior high school
Accounting, chemistry and physics I found so uncool
My placid nature mistaken for a fool, lashes then
brood
In one of my physics lesson through which I slept
mostly
I finally met one concept I understood not forcibly
The first law of thermodynamics,
A punch line I cannot miss
The law of conservation of energy
I understood to the extent that the teacher owed me
an apology
Energy cannot be created or destroyed, however
Can be transformed from one form to another,
whatever!
A theoretical hypnotism I became addicted to as my
life sped with pace
“Love cannot be created nor destroyed”, a curse I
have come to embrace
It’s neither a race nor anything at all with an easy
trace
Love can only be transformed from an envious moment
together
Into a treacherous sorrow when put asunder
As I took an x-ray of my past life
I saw patched pieces of my ex
Though not a memento of sex
Rather an unknown shadow
Called it a love hay meadow
That could cause a new girl to mellow or vex
Was hoping to tour the entire world to get happy
But the tragic thing happened,
When I fell in love suddenly
We were too young to be sensible
That explained why we fumbled
And then memento,
Maybe you like to know
I checked her whatsapp dp like three times a day
Felt like she was the angel bringing my replies each
day
It’s like she locked my head in a love bay
And plays with my head without pay
I thought it was all over
But I can still hear sounds from our kiss whenever
And feels a sharp last that could run forever
The moments we shared together have not changed
Even as we both changed partners
Because in everything we still look same
Still lingering are strips of love madness
We claimed we had broken up
But even with a thought to make up
Her images come up
She has got a hard protective shell
Not like snail on the market to sell
But a rare recipes with a distance smell
Laughing relics of roadside kissing
Onlookers always find pissing
Kisses sounding like snake hissing
Big stares and eyes fixing
Every moment was a time bomb, waiting to explode
We both knew but we chose to fake to be bold
(an object kept as a reminder or memory for someone
or something )
STDs Sincerely and Truly Desired
She replaces a missing rib and feeds me with
No food like a drip
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