by JB Nuique
You made me burn in my own fire
When you acted a noble sire.
You think you are a mighty king
And I'm your slave that costs nothing.
Your love is superfluous for me
And with that I'll lose my beauty.
So thank you for the broken heart.
I loved you and will now depart.
Like a phoenix I will be rising
From my ashes after dying.
Watch me turn from worse to better.
Goodbye to you! Here's my letter.
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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 May 31, 2019