Poetry - Ishita Das

Poetry - Ishita Das

Falling in Love

(After Approximately Forever by C.D. Wright) Falling in love, Is hard I believe. You'll count your time, In minutes and seconds, You make your own rules, And you slowly dissolve, In this mirage-like freedom. Minutes and seconds become, Hours and days, You play Russian Roulette without a gun, People have become emotions, Emotions are no longer chemicals. You realize the crime you've committed- And the crime that has been committed against you, You suddenly love blood- I've told you it's a dangerous game. And falling in love, Is hard on the knees. You'll take your clothes off for the camera, But you'll never hold a serpent, The snake you've pet- You've killed it. You want blood. You want gore. You want love.