Wallflower Romance

[anirbas]

Oh, the horror! This, then, my end of days?
Finally, I've become a veritable wallflower?
I stare at you, wide eyed, inviting your gaze.
How dare you never notice nor look my way?

Why, you act as though I am not even here!
Unless I toss a book or a lamp in your direction.
Succeeding only in making you quickly vacate the room.
Oh, it's so hard to be flirtatious when one is a ghost!

But, at least I'm not a loudmouthed banshee!

[darkness0within]

It's funny how relationships become comfortable over time. And you know I've always thought the best way to change it is to have a sense of humour. Has to go both ways though... Throwing book on standby.

Great write anirbas!

[anirbas]

"It's funny how relationships become comfortable over time. And you know I've always thought the best way
to change it is to have a sense of humour. Has to go both ways though... Throwing book on standby.

Great write anirbas!"


Thanks for your read and comments, Darkness.

I am often inspired by other poets, writers, nature, books, movies
and or series available through streaming and television. 'Tonic-Clonic
Love Spell', for instance. I was initially inspired by Amy's latest
love angst offerings and her romantic plight and my empathy for her unrequited
situation. But, haven't we all felt that way, at some point? Universal.

This piece was somewhat inspired by your 'Of Demons'. I enjoy channeling
a subject and/or an entity, etc... and writing what I feel from that perspective, too.
Which, is exactly what I did with this piece.

I was in here reading the other night and found myself bemused to dash off the above piece,
off the cuff, at the keyboard.I chose to channel a female ghost, beautiful and flirtatious
in life, now invisible. For the first time, in death if not life, understanding what it feels
like to be ignored. A universal feeling for we mere, normal looking folks. She, the ghost,
is crushing on, in love with, a living man...And the only way she can get his attention is to scare
the bejeebers out of him...

I couldn't figure out where to put it...I initially meant it for the Dark board. But, it didn't end
up scary. And the Fantasy board didn't seem quite right either. After the damn bitch ghost I channeled
turned out to be a romantic...gigglegigglegiggle...So, I put it here. After first typing it up
on the Dark board, off the cuff.

[darkness0within]

It's funny... I just saw this write in a completely different way to how you intended anirbas.

[anirbas]

Aug 15, 2018 6:57:20 GMT -6 darkness0within said:

It's funny... I just saw this write in a completely different way to how you intended anirbas.

That's what I love about poetry, Darkness. A poem is like a painting.
Every one viewing it/reading it sees the piece from a different angle.
And almost always, sees something different. Perhaps,even far different
than was initially intended by the poet or the painter.
That is the magic of poetry.

I like that you shared what you thought it implied, and gave me the opportunity
to see my own piece from a different angle through another's eyes.
And I could so see it. The ghost as a metaphor for being ignored.
Or feeling ignored.

I usually leave the mystery as to what I was trying to do
with a piece, a mystery. But, you were the one reader
I was so sure would get it, right off the bat... Hehe.

So, I had to share my creative inspiration with you.

[anirbas]

~My Treasure

I desire you
Admire you from the near
distance of my clear glass casket
as you pace across the floor distracted
lost in the thoughts of the ages

Would that I could rise
Hold your gaze with my fine dark eyes
trapped in one of various canopic
jars across the room over there along
with my liver lungs stomach and entrails

Though my heart lies cradled in my chest and it beats
for you my beloved professor of Egyptian archaeology
I've made up my mind as you continue to stride your study
I'm coming for you my hands are clumsy wrapped with linen strips
I manage to raise the lid of my glass coffin none the less

You may turn around now my treasure I'm right behind you
Hope you don't mind my bad breath it's been a while
since I've brushed my teeth centuries no less...

[anirbas]

Oh, hell's yesss! Feeling the Halloween in my bones! After all, the entire month of September is Halloween Eve!

[anirbas]

~There's That

At the office I see you everyday
Clean crisp and handsome
in your three piece suit
and fine leather shoes

I long to engage you to say
in the milieu of conversation
My my you look good enough to eat
But I'm shy and you never notice me

I'm on the small side with hirsute arms
Huge gold eyes red lips and big white teeth
Beauty has not blessed me with myriad charms
But I can smell your bergamot and sandalwood

Cologne for miles and miles and miles
Especially once a month when the moon is full
It is that night I grow assertive and powerful
Four paws with claws on the ground running

Ranging far and wide in an effort to avoid you
Rapacious with hunger glowing in my big gold eyes
I cannot cannot cannot see you on this night
It would give you a tremendous fright

Plus, I'd eat you. There's that.
So in the scenery of your life I will remain
My love unrequited and painful to carry in my heart
Watching you from the sidelines licking my lips