Drowning Love, Cross-Blading With Mr Sophisticated Poem by iris shih

Sadness …
Indulging into despair
As if immersing into water
Once drown
Hard to be found

Feelings …
Complicated as if the 7 colors
Isn't her the peaceful messenger?
Since when she's such complicated thinker?

Loving …
As if fairy tales say it's tender
Fire … burning out as if no more
Its feeling is there but touching it nowhere

Dead-air …
If silence is golden
Why all those hazzles and burdens?
Afraid no more talk as if two strangers

Scary …
Thinking here and there as if there is no more fairies
Sinking deep down into one's soul is fear
The fear that gets me nohwere