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for the ineffable

Do Unlove To Love

HAPPILY NEVER AFTER

THE STUPID POEMS

I always dreamt about creating wonders
Lying on a broken stone bench.
I remember crying over my biggest blunders
Struggling to swallow my lunch.

It was a year ago, but it feels like ages
When I addressed him with that name.
I don't hold any remorseful regrets,
To have been everything that is lame.

I didn't see through when I met him
Nor did I expect him to softly succumb.
But I realized I am no one to him
To have written all the stupid poems.

I have always been an unsaid torture
That he had to shoo away.
But he let me put myself in order,
And call him anyday.

He is not just a character in my stories
But the start of everything.
He exists only in my theories
That I could loudly sing.

I didn't want to bother him
Nor did I expect any of it to come.
But he knew I had built a whole realm
To have treasured all the stupid poems.

Pen and paper
In the dusty air.
I have never heard
The first word
For any of the stupid poems.

I am tired
As they said
"You cling
On to nothing
Through the stupid poems."

I didn't know anything about him
Nor did I choose to learn him.
But I know I did my maximum
To throw away all the stupid poems.

URSULA AGAIN

The music in my head rises
And i turned on all the vices
That I hid inside my head.
I stop myself from earning praises,
And choose to sulk in your gazes.
I unread all the stories I read.

I think about all the "what ifs"
Refuse to see the "buts"
Though I know all the hiccups
Something stops me from giving up.

I am Ursula again
Falling for Ariel's Eric again
I am vicious when it's love.
Scorned, since the vow

I never loved him in my vein
But I wanted to be a princess again.
It was wasy for them to make me a witch.
I could escape this terrible pain
Only when I completely gain
The prince, who could save me from this glitch.

So, I am Ursula again
Falling for Ariel's Eric again
I am vicious when it's love.
Scorned, since the vow

But, slowly, I see is together,
And wonder why I bother
To call off my masterplan?
It would still be a smolder
To lean on his shoulder
And rule back my clan

I atleast got myself back in this love affair.
I atleast get someone to share
All the grief that made me a ugly Witch, who can also be lovely.

I atleast find someone on land.
I atleast set myself in the grand
Which I lost to my own brother
Cursed to die alone in farther

Why does he not mean anything he says?
In all the so-called assumed clues
I am hoping for him to love me
But, Ariel it is, I see.

I am just realizing it is not him that I should win.
I'm just realizing it is me who I should succumb
To escape my harsh reality
Of being a witch and suffer honestly.

And, I am Ursula again
Trying to see beyond the line
I am vicious when it's love.
Scorned, since the vow