Ironic Heart

Seems like old age got to me so fast

It's not so evident in my face, it was never cast

Rather, it comes from the years of heartaches and sorrows

And I wouldn't mind If I'd totally forget it.



Like scars on my soul that was seen evident in my body,

It slithers into my skin like the ghost that gladly creeps into my back.

It burns all my hopes and dreams, keeping neither my faith

For a long time, I didn't want to open my eyes from my weary, sad state.



And yet, when I remember you... some parts of you

A glimpse of light seems to crawl from that tiny hole that I have made

Sealing myself from to time to time

Evoking such thoughts like



Your face that could calm such fickle-minded hearts,

Hands that could extend such joy and freedom

Eyes that could see through me

And, lips that might break any spell that was bestowed on me.



It was you who gave darkness to my life

Irony screams that you are also my light

Maybe, I'm still a Hopeless Romantic,

Still trying to hate and love you



Hearts, I guess... are Ironic