by JB Nuique
Don't give me your attention
Because I'm not good at pretention.
You were never in my eyes
And I cannot offer you lies.
I can't blame you for being like that.
You have your own mind and heart.
But don't blame me for being like this.
I would never ever blow you a kiss.
Don't ask for anything from me.
I can't give you something and I'm not sorry.
I may not understand you as a being,
But know this: there's a monster in me that I'm keeping.
Little by little, you're forcing it to uncage.
Sooner or later, you'll be a victim of it's rage.
But that's not the only problem in this story.
A beauty in black called hex is smiling inside me.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
J.B. Nuique, aka Giudellius, is a Cebuano-speaking Negrense from the Philippines. She is an August Virgo, an artist and an ink drinker. She loves sunsets, coffee and chocolate cake. She likes rom-com films and other films with women as the main character. Other than poetry, she is writing novels about the women in her fictional country of Simetra. Her Judenne Waters, where she posted most of her works during the pandemic, is on hiatus.
Last updated June 08, 2016