emilydickinsonian

Emilydickinsonian

I
Love stuck me in a corner
Making a deal with me:
It will give me what I wish for
But will I ever be free?

II

He came like a prince
Riding a horse ,
Directly from east.
He took me to a fairy-tale land
And abandoned me to my dreams.

III

Summoning all my thoughts
I came to a conclusion:
One cannot enjoy maturity
Hosting a teenage illusion.

IV

This sheet of paper knows
All the poems
I have not written.
Yet it stares at me blank and stiffened.

V
It is not me the one I hate most
But the failure of my destiny .Crawling like a ghost
To rob me of the felicity of living.