You agitate, I soothe

I laugh, you cry

You procrastinate, I plan

I toil, you sleep

You mingle, I retreat

I reach, you blench

You deceive, I release

I purify, you violate

You mystify, I enlighten

I grow, You shrink

You ignore, I explore

I create, you destroy

You devour, I nibble

I give, you take

You walk, I run

I defend, you assault

You subtract, I add

*I love, you hate

I have lost inspiration
my mind and my hands has lost connection
Because i have been going through Depression
caused by my broke-up, true love confession

Someone Please help me
Because this is not us, not me

Her name is Poetry, she is my love, my hobby
she is the bride and i am the hubby

But like a failed marriage
caused by a miscarriage

she left me
but i cant let it be

I want her back
but all she gives me is her back
she said the gift i once had, i now lack
And so Like a racist she called blank

I know i was once unfaithful
but if i win her back i will be grateful

i need reconciliation!
For my mind is going through expressionless destitution!

i need restitution!
For our conjugal institution!

I saw my brother’s doppelgänger
On the train back from Miami
He boarded and sat down across from me
This twin of my brother Sammy

My friend clutched my arm in amazement
At my sibling’s new twin brother
I stared as if an angel had come
Couldn’t tell one from the other

His 6 foot four frame just like he stood
His look so like Erik the Red
He walked like him, too, I’d swear he was
My brother Sam raised from the dead

Dressed in tall jeans, a casual look
Just like I imagine him, too
With faded red hair, the same age and
The same friendly kind eyes of blue

For those who mourn will be comforted
I prayed hard for more time to gain
To be with my beloved brother
Then an angel walked on that train

He looked at me so tenderly
Pale eyebrows defined a gentle lift
My throat locked up as tears streamed down
Seeing Sam’s doppelgänger, God’s gift