sick of the valentine ceremonies everywhere
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by Harshvardhan J. Pandit
poem rant image for Anti-Valentine

The sky is bright,
The earth is pink;
It may look pretty,
But it does stink.

People scrambling around,
A large crowd of posers;
Acting to please others,
What a bunch of losers!

We watch from across the table,
This abhorrent display of vanity;
We find solace in each other,
Lost in this crowd we reek of sanity.

Drawn together, not by attraction,
But repulsion of the things around;
People whispering to each other,
Like white lies is their sweet sound.

As we look each other in the eye,
You smile gaily at me without a lie;
I shuffle closer to prop on one knee,
To ask you this in all my sincerity;

For I’m not yours, and you’re not mine,
My darling, will you be my Anti-Valentine?