I Sent Poems To A Married Man
I don't consider myself a poet.
I've barely ever shown any interest in poetry, although here and there, some poems felt very close to me.
Recently, I found myself amid a digital flirt,
the task was simple, make words rhyme before the sun sets,
I had to do this for five days in a row,
and thought you might want to read how I gave poetry a go.
Now, I don't consider myself a romantic,
and I did my best to prove this within my poems,
it's very hard to do so when your words rhyme,
I'll continue with the story, don't want to waste more of your time.
It started quite innocently, and honestly quite thoughtlessly,
but as it went on, I noticed I was reckless,
I flirted with someone married and all,
with no clear reason or feelings involved.
"Fuck, I really am a player", I said to myself,
then I discovered I was stupid as well.
If that was romance I'd give myself a pass
but all this inspiration was probably just an expression of narcissism and lust.
Don't waste time trying to find gossip about this one,
It isn't worth it, nothing will happen, the bird has flown (Greek expression).
The 5 poems
Day 1: The first and smallest one started quite dramatically.
Guy,
This moon is burning my eye,
And as the tears are strangling my fears,
There's only one thought in my head,
How, without eyes, will I ever see you again?