FIRESTORM NJW
Our story is nothing short of destiny
Two divergent axes colliding
To share one revolution
A spark of argument
To ignite a brewing ember
From then on you conscientiously
Feed me with manifold nuances
From simple touches such as
A special smile, a cup of water
A pat in the head, a gentle reminder
To monumental heroic gestures:
Saving me from absolute despair
Chasing away my fears and
Serving me like your Queen
With devotion. Reverence. Tenderness.
Towards the punishing world around me
I exude a tough and hardened shell
Yet with you I have exposed my
Complex and stained vulnerabilities
Like a foolish child and excited puppy
So what choice have I indeed
But to be entirely consumed
By this encompassing madness
I am caught dead center in the eye
Of your emerging Firestorm
And one stroke of apprehension
Was all it took for me to confess what
My mind and heart has been screaming
Unbidden. Unplanned. Uncontrolled.
Juwahe-yo……
In the aftermath of your
Bitter cold denial and rejection
I tried my hardest to douse you
With tears that has occupied my body
Yet the firestorm of you kept raging on…
Cruelty level # 1
You shamelessly display
Your fondness of me
Like a natural reflex
A part of your grown habit
Cruelty level # 2
After rendering me defenseless
With your smoldering gaze
You dare to request of me to be
Your human sleeping pill
Cruelty level # 3
Regretting how distant I have become
You then try to joke around
Forcing me to smile for you
Something I no longer easily give away
Cruelty level # 4
Only hours b/w level 3
You then overturn me with another blow
Fighting my war against the dragon
Conflicting my already muddled emotions
Now here I am trapped again
In your strong embrace
While my heart and body waste away
My mind and soul are screaming in agony
Where exactly do you want me to stand?
And with one swift move
You reverse everything and seal
The war inside with a passionate kiss
That’d either lift me straight up to Nirvana
Or obliterate me to nothingness.
Or both.
