prosaic prologues bewitch
   feeble minded scribe doth undertake
tend toward lugubriousness ring tone
   for goodness sake

echoing across,
   a figurative lake woebegone, where quake
shutters latched storm windows,
   clapped closed winter season didst make
physical environment lachrymose

   analogous to imp pond durable dark lake
where sits inside secluded hut,
   this fledgling author named Jake
a former cub (scout) at a loss
   to string together an aria
   tomb other nature and NOT FAKE,

sepulchral paeon to divine Gaea, Mother Earth
especially incorporating
   mutisyllabic (sesquipedalian) words,
   which exertion
   on par with giving birth

(or so I guess),
   a particularly heavily pregnant laden dearth
of help mates, doubling demonstrably
   deadly duty devoid of mirth
totally tubular taxing toll,

   an essentially unbearable
   effort with bulging girth
whereat digestion consumes
   latent mental ambition,
   especially toasty warm near the hearth

which hitherto unknown to any reader
   twas Xmas fabrication and fiction
no crime committed, nor animals harmed
   in the making of diction

aery necessary entrapping unsuspecting intellect
   to comprehend somber benediction
unless perchance one lone wolf
   bait Oven  English Major
   with Westernization

topped off with a European  
debunaire suave acculturation
even luckier if hypothetical personage
   dips daintily into forays epicurean,

though careful,
   and alert since church fathers
  would frown on parsonage
whose natural born ardor,
   a spiritual abduction

stealing austerity, complacency, and objection
toward forced irrational schemas
   averse to abnegation
unfair imposition

   to foist upon pruriant predilection
also impossible mission
   to sequester arbitrary animal urges,
   punishing call of the wild,
   sowing seeds a ******* accusation
considered averse,
   then imposition contrition!

Do not expect me to be as what you painted
On the blank canvas
That was not even me
Love me as a newly found painting
I may be hated by many
Or
I could be loved by someone like you

You were my home not the home where i could live in,
but a home where i could feel shelter and love;

You were my home where i could be me and not care what i dressed or looked by others.

You were my home where i could show you both the worst and best parts of me as a human being,

You were my home to go to when i felt like the whole world was just belittling me and underestimating what i could do;

You were my home for a short while and wished that i could have done better to stay with you forever, but things got messy and you did not feel like the same home that i used to stay in.

You got torn down and the place where i called "Home" was no more, and now i start to wonder searching for something that is elusive to the naked eye of man, hoping maybe one day i can finally say, "I AM HOME."

"Loving me is a waste of time and money," she said , simply because love was not meant for her,

She is a storm that ravages on and on until you have nothing left on you;

She cannot compliment nor give you something that could benefit you and what you ask for.

She believes that true love is elusive and that it can never be elucidated by emotions nor actions alone,

She has consumed all of her love and forgiveness that left her in an abyss of nothing;

She has been filled and emptied time and time again, where she stopped being who she was in the first place.

She was like a rose that bloomed and withered in a short period of time, keeping her would just be a waste of time and effort,

She'll show off her beauty and worst traits, where she does not expect acceptance;

For, acceptance is something that is sincere and she knows that not everyone is sincere.

She gives chances to those who would want to ruin her, but she never curses nor loathes them,

She prays that she would stop wandering and start wondering with enthusiasm to have an adventure instead;

She will find contentment and liberation from the thoughts that clouds her sight, she will find peace at the dimmest place and she will strive to love again.