This is a poem i wrote with Huddy as the main focous behind it.It's from Cuddy's POV.sorry if its confusing in any way.& on that note pls read and review/comment it.:)critism is welcome just dont be too harsh.i do like this poem:)
Circus Hearts
It’s all just “Show and Tell”.
It’s all just for pretend.
It’s never for real.
I play and replay this origami in my head lying in my bead.
But since I fail the तितली of black and blue flutters away. As it does, it glances at you.
You’re playing type rope with my heartstrings. Not so secretly I hope आप fall.
You’ll leave the net bent, having to close up the Big Tent.
It’ll be taken down and sent to another town.
But just before आप fall the firefly catches आप sending आप softly down into a field of lilies
It’s a passionate wonderment that amazes the audience and us as well.
We stand there stunned, gazing into the other one’s eyes.
But soon a mysterious storm बादल appears and lingers over our carnival.
All the fireflies die.
आप wake up in a cold sweat and scream.
Your face is as pale as cream.
“Will this nightmare dream ever have a happy end?” आप wonder aloud.
Shooing away the बादल ,laying his head on his तकिया again.
आप rest nervously as a willow, until this trend ends.
Circus Hearts
It’s all just “Show and Tell”.
It’s all just for pretend.
It’s never for real.
I play and replay this origami in my head lying in my bead.
But since I fail the तितली of black and blue flutters away. As it does, it glances at you.
You’re playing type rope with my heartstrings. Not so secretly I hope आप fall.
You’ll leave the net bent, having to close up the Big Tent.
It’ll be taken down and sent to another town.
But just before आप fall the firefly catches आप sending आप softly down into a field of lilies
It’s a passionate wonderment that amazes the audience and us as well.
We stand there stunned, gazing into the other one’s eyes.
But soon a mysterious storm बादल appears and lingers over our carnival.
All the fireflies die.
आप wake up in a cold sweat and scream.
Your face is as pale as cream.
“Will this nightmare dream ever have a happy end?” आप wonder aloud.
Shooing away the बादल ,laying his head on his तकिया again.
आप rest nervously as a willow, until this trend ends.
So...here is my work lol.
Hope आप like it...and there aren't any mistakes in it.
Tomorrow
"Tomorrow" आप tell me with a smile
Tomorrow everything will be different
Tomorrow everything will have changed
Tomorrow it will get better.
Tomorrow we will talk again
आप tell me with a smile.
Tomorrow...
Everyday आप tell me.
Tomorrow
But what if there won't be any tomorrow?
What if the world turns upside down?
What if I decide I'm sick of tomorrow
What if there won't be any tomorrow for me?
What if this is my last tomorrow?
What would आप do?
Tomorrow is endlessly for me.
Time contains of tomorrows.
Everyday is a tomorrow.
What if I don't want to carry on like this?
What would आप do?
But आप just keep on smiling at me
and tell me the magic word
Tomorrow.
And both of us know
it will never happen...
because there are just too many tomorrows.