mizky

he’s not eyeful but he’s modicum,
a clinch to my future as foretold.
living proof that looks can be greatly deceiving,
yet eyes as piercing as his, defies all the forlorn and objection.

I’ve been bruised and gashed even scoured,
drifting away was the only modus vivendi.
yet as it whirled, romance came by and bide
being swept away was just on the spur of the moment and never a lifetime.

utter oaths ne’er to trust and inflict emotions again,
shielded to one side hasping my heart away.
banished and secured from the torments of precipitations,
evading perforation and woebegone judgment.

but then prince charming came along, chivvying in his prodigious ways.
Uncanny, you’ll ask? I think not!
He was ignored in fact!
learning the abc’s quite simple but contemplating on them takes its toll

I have doubts and qualms and my heart is not yet settled yielding ponder
all I have is myself to ask, am I risking this one happily ever after?
or just another pass-through with the walk of life,
and maybe just a beguilement and soon-to-be an experience worth contemplating and savoring its strife.

My life in a nutshell is complicated on its own and intricacy is a sanity driver.
I tossed and turned just to mangle the thought,
but despair befell on such anguish.
wish I may, wish I might,
push them away and out of my sight.

beauty of life emanates when you least expects them,
life is too short to waste them in haste.
the crux on love is to be ardored,
and as my existence tramples and people dappled life into me,
happy as I am to have espied a love nurturing as my mizky.