Monday, December 4, 2017

To Her Highness

Shoutout to Her Highness,

   How sweet it is,
                         To witness 
                          To linger around
   Her Highness,

   All it really takes is, 
                            Just a couple of drinks
                             To reach
   Her Highness,

  The last couple of weeks have been about,

                                       Downs             
          The             and              of various stuff,
                    ups 


 Stay up all night, feel down all day,
 While others get up and make hay,
 While the sun still shines,
-
Ah! Here comes that familiar pain,
Of being idle,
Ironically enough, I feel too busy to talk about it.
-
Be honest,
The only things that wet the barren state of mind,
Are the raindrops of what I dream the future holds,
-
These dreamdrops, 
                           Sometimes it rains like it does in Colchis,
So much that it gushes from my eyes, I can't hold it.
                           Sometimes it becomes a thing to yearn.
So much that not a single flower blooms in my face.
-
But,
  none of the ups in life are on par with the way I taste,
                                                                                  Her Highness,
However,
   none of the downs in me feel as bad as the way I feel 
                                                                                   Her Lowness,

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