The Fascination Of An Introvert Boy Poem by Joen Coronel

The tale has opened its doors from a train
For the thirsty ears swimming in the rain
Rain reeking of hunger and twisted pain
Breezing along heartfelt, warm feelings, feigned
Egghead, oh what a package you've gotten!
That beauty behind lens makes one molten
'Wink, wink', her black eyeballs can seal a soul
'Quiet', one voice said, 'quickly lie and roll.'
Some folks say she is a nerdy fairy
Lurking in corners, waiting quietly
Silencing preys with a venomous glare
A kiss in the heart, boys' sweetest nightmare
Haha! You think it's already over?
The dark tale continues to take over
The minds of the weak, enfeebling like leaf
Veins are pierced; flesh is ripped, bleeding green beef
Beware of the Goofy face's killer smile
It will render you helpless for a while
Leaving you breathless, stuck in oily face
Seeing her deep eyebags will make you race
Terror looms in the eyes, shaking intensely
You can't flee the growing intensity
'By the time your eyes and her's interlock
She'll tear you to shreds, there's no more big luck'
Long dead and long gone yet the fog covers up
A fancy myth which sets a chancy trap
Look to your left, to your right, there she goes
At your back, or above, sneaking like ghost
Witness men say that she's cold, smoking hot
Face almost in perfection, red lips but
Don't fall for her, 'cause she's a heart breaker
Just keep your cool, she'll be good as ever
Vicious storm brews, stars glow from afar
The rumors buzz like huge bugs trained in war
'Don't go near her', a lady once told me
I'm reckless so I risk a chance to see
A glint of silver fills her auburn hair
The fragrance of the place mixes with air
People called her as a heartless stunner
But to those who see the realest, she's summer
Of all tales told and passed from time to time
These tales are making me wasted some time
Tasting messages with shallow thinking
I don't know how I ended with this thing
And of all stories about weird women
Committing a perfect crime to few men
Those girls jog in my head, blowing my mind
And sand escapes from hourglass, crawling fine
'Wait, where did introvert boy go? ', I ask
Flip a page, hear a tale, throw a coal mask
He's missing 'cause he's just here, still glimpsing
To girls like autumn, making him falling.