It’s a murmur of happiness –

The tone of your honeyed voice.

That for the life of it cannot sing.

It makes you real, somehow.

Between dancing with ideas

and sleeping behind stories,

scrambling the crooked lines –

insisting on being perfectly fine,

The heart realized –

You were meant to be mine.

The sanity burst into laughter,

giggling till it could taste madness.

Cruel, cruel joke but so fitting.

Bye, bye, crippled world,

I am officially splitting.

 

5 thoughts on “

  1. Such a beautifully written piece! ❤
    I simply loved the line, "The sanity burst into laughter, giggling till it could taste madness"
    The way you expressed it was a perfect reflection of the mood of the poem…
    Looking forward to reading more from you!

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