I see how far we’ve come
Sure has been a long way
We’ve been through much
Suchlike a rollercoaster
Somehow I believed you’re mine
Not a prize for the taking
More an invaluable treasure
My gemstone in the making
Category: Poetry
Love you, hate myself
Where’s my muse
I’m seated, and still
I’m ready, I’d plunge
If only you’d show me
Where the coin fell
Sexy Sofia
You’re the prime,
My prime;
Your elegance is royal,
My royal.
You’re sexy Sofia,
My sexy;
Your beauty is enthralling,
My darling, charming!
Pure passion
You kiss me like it’s a favor
Hug like it’s an obligation
I adore you
I know you do too
But enough, Sofia
No more kisses to repay dates
Hugs for coffee breaks
Of course I want to kiss your head off,
But darling not this way
I want pure passion Sofia,
Not emotional prejudice
Tempted
Did I feel it? Course I did!
I’onno, just don’t feel right
My heart’s in my throat
I think ama throw it up
Forever is a myth
What to do with this feeling,
this bittersweet sensation
knotting unspeakable words beneath my throat.
Selfish and proud
If I was a warrior
Valhalla were too small a reward
If I was a mortal soul
Utopia would a prize not do
Dear Casual Friend
Dear Casual Friend,
I’m sorry we’re the way we are, sometimes I feel I’m completely to blame, other times I think it’s both our doing.
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Unbreakable yet broken, unshakable yet shaken, father to many yet father of none; fire is in his eyes, thunder in his voice, one man army winning battles without soiling his mantle, greenery is parched ground after him, feared by men and held in high esteem by the gods, but he’s such a mighty man – such as can be disheartened by one so physically inferior, by such a one so infinitesimally significant in comparison to his driving Force, he gave up on life itself for threat’s sake. He is Elias of Tishbe.
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