You hurt me,
When i light my lazy flame,
You put it of with your wind,
... You make my candle do a dance,
Then extinguish its fiery flare,
and Leave me in an anguish glare,
And i hurt because,
You hurt me.
You incense me,
With your senseless silly talk,
Lovely niceties,yet sweet nothings,
Words without thought,
Hollowed out by heated hate,
You say its me you live and love,
Yet you don't surely show,
My anger as incense burns
Thats why am incensed,
You kill me,
And then haunt my hut,
Place my cadaver in a sarcophagus,
For eternal thaw of thy love,
When,you run as a nun,
A bee with honey yet lusts for money,
Reduce our vows to mere verbiage,
Imprison me then impersonate,
Thats why am dead inside,
Because you kill me!
I write from my heart, as an amateur poet whose love for math, philosophy and knowledge guides my pen and trickles down to the essence of the poems therein. I love engaging with you: for criticism, please feel free to write your thoughts on the poems or ideas you have or even give suggestions.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
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