Sad poetry,
sad poetry
comes to me at night.
Sad poetry,
sad poetry
is the easiest to write.
Sad poetry,
sad poetry
reads like a spell.
Sad poetry,
sad poetry
all the secrets it can tell.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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In dreams
we laugh
and kiss
and sing.
We are
together
as queen
and king.
In dreams
there is
no one else
but you and me.
Like our souls
know each other
though you and I
are yet to be.
Dreams though
cannot sustain
a life
forever.
I only see you
when I sleep,
and in reality
I see you never.
I
don’t
know
what
to
believe
anymore….
©2020 Jai Lynn
“I’ll be right back.”
you said.
I hadn’t seen you
almost all day.
(like you were avoiding me…)
Yesterday
I had been
your world.
(did you know I had something to tell you,
something I needed you to know…)
I had to talk to you
even if just
for one
minute.
(did you mean to leave me behind?)
They say
if they want you
you will know.
(did I misread the signs?)
I was wrong,
I guess.
(I just saw what I wanted to see…)
But you
could have been
upfront.
Why
did
you
lie?
(“I’ll be right back.”)
Baby, I’m not
a back burner
kind of girl.
(“I’ll be right back.”)
I’m the fire
in the woods
that will
burn
the
world
down.
You’ll come back,
and I won’t be here.
But every
charred sight
you see,
every
ash
left behind
will remind
you
of
me.
©2020 Jai Lynn
You looked
at me.
Each of us standing
as far apart
as the room
would allow
and when
I saw you
(just like a million times before)
I wanted
you.
Your name
was my world.
And then…
You
looked
at
me.
But I had
never
said
a word
aloud.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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Red cardinal,
black feather,
storm clouds,
sunny weather.
Nerves of steel,
back straight.
They may laugh
but it’s too late.
Red cardinal,
black feather,
broken bones,
red strings sever.
Feelings high,
the rest low.
Queen’s don’t always
dress in gold.
Red cardinal,
black feather,
heart of ice
with a liquid center.
So many
broken bones…
and children laughing,
throwing stones.
Red cardinal,
black feather.
Lopsided crown
never looked better.
She’s too good
for this world.
Straightened rose glasses
from a vision once twirled.
Red cardinal,
black feather.
She decides
to be better.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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I thought
I could handle
it
when I wished
for you.
I just
wanted a friend.
Someone
to be around.
Someone
to hold onto.
It didn’t matter
if you liked
me back.
I just thought
being near you
would be enough.
And it was…
for a bit.
Who knew
feelings
of a drizzle
could grow
into the rain
of a storm
that would spin
and spin
and pour
and pour
until I realized
all my thoughts
were drenched with
you.
I was naive.
My heart
can’t handle
this hurricane.
And you
have no idea
that I’m drowning.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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Hey you…
I think
we’ve met
before.
Don’t be
so shy.
You remember
me
I see it
in your eye.
Don’t be
so stiff.
I promise
I won’t bite
that hard.
Oh you’re busy,
I see.
I’m busy
too.
We keep
meeting
and running
into each other
but the greetings
aren’t long.
Your job
is demanding
your time
and
my work
is crying
for attention.
But then
we find
each other
once again.
Until
she
is calling
your name
and he
is calling
mine.
We’ll see
each other
again.
I know
that
to be true.
Maybe then
timing
will be
on our side.
Goodbye,
my dear.
But just
for now.
Life’s
not through
with our story.
Maybe next time
it will
be different.
So for now,
I’ll wish you luck
and you’ll
do me the same.
I’ll meet you
when I meet you
but for now
it was just
nice
to see you
again.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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God
I fall
in love
so easily.
The curve
of a smile.
The timbre
of a voice.
The burst
of a laugh
from deep
in the soul.
Sometimes,
it is even as simple
as a glance.
One saved
just for me.
One that will
only
live and breathe
in that moment
that is already
gone…
So
many
choices,
and me,
with
no
chance.
©2020 Jai Lynn
I looked for you
when I rounded the bend
on our street.
I looked for you
when the sun was high
and the air filled with heat.
If it was raining out
I knew our paths
would surely not meet.
I thought I always
was the one
to notice you first.
I thought I always
tried to find the right words
only my voice was dried by thirst.
Probably, it was for the best
to stay on the sidewalk
as a girl, silent and cursed.
Then, one day walking
down our street
I noticed a flash of color.
Him going one way,
and I the other, neither of us stopped
except in the looks we gave each other.
I held your eyes,
and you held mine
until out of sight in that breath of summer.
After, I wondered
what it meant.
Me always looking to you
and then you seeing me.
Maybe you too thought words
weren’t the only way to speak.
©2020 Jai Lynn
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