by JB Nuique
They see you in a form of a lover
Dressed by the idea named "together."
That even though hearts may truly suffer,
Love as they say is able to conquer.
I'm sure that I'm not a bitter maiden.
I just want proof and something that is seen.
Do you trust in something temporary?
And man is somehow changing constantly.
If you want me to see your true essence,
Convince me about your real existence,
Make me believe in you and your presence.
And tell me that you truly have a sense.
People often treat you as happiness.
But life is best with a drop of sadness.
One. Three. One. Four. Let me be your witness,
In this perfect world with sweet bitterness.
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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 November 08, 2016