Sunday, November 29, 2015

Diplomacy (...Not What I Thought It Was)

It all started as a simple wish
I had my expectations held high
When she beckoned the green light
As I was not expecting it that night

First I thought it was happening
I never knew I was day dreaming
It took me weeks to stop seeing
The harsh reality of my own making

She’s the first to see my birth suit
The very moment I decided to choose
Between my honor and her tools
With an offer where I can roost

Hours after such monumental reverie
I found myself on the edge of my balcony
Trying to understand the essence of purity
If I could once again be breezy

I did savor the emotions of her joke
Then I realized it was nothing but a code
Just like a mad dog chasing after cars
Whose heart is full of remarkable scars



***Dedicated to everyone who has suffered “heartbreaks and false hopes” – wake up and be strong!

5 comments:

  1. Ольга ИвановнаDecember 2, 2015 at 9:38 AM

    Мне очень понравилось))

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  2. Prof. I dey feel diz swagz n rhymez to ma bonez, make I tiff am 4 only 2day; e get 1 fake yansh wey I like send diz poem to. Tnx senior broz.

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  3. Nice one bro! Made lot of sense. Kip it going.

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  4. Wonderful poetry! I love it.

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  5. True comment for true poetry: it is truly marvelous!

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