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Mercury Chap Jun 2015
There thou go
With thy words so sweet
Oh I swear to thee
You make my heart beat.

Oh, poetry, what art thou?
Art thou mine inner soul
Art thou this air I breathe
Art thou mine internal whole?

Oh, poetry where thou live?
Come hither thee
Cans't thou be a little hearty to give
Thy name, thy soul,
Oh, you make me whole.

Lovely poetry,
Pity this misfortunate lover
Your beauty I love to see
Don't vacant this lonely  heart
Paint thy words on these throbbing veins
Flow thy letters in this blood
Oh it won't pain.

Beloved poetry,
My heart thee hold
Beloved poetry,
Be my whole world.
I am undeniably in love with this wonderful beauty in this world- poetry.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
It's a habit now
To live in the darkness
That's the only thing I get to adore
It pains to see the daylight any more.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
How can you guide a heart
When the heart isn't in there
When the heart has been stolen away.

How can you guide a heart
When it is juxtaposed to someone else's rhythm
When it has disappeared itself
And all that's left is just an empty space.

How can you guide a heart
When all that is left
Is an empty chest?
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
When everything in a magic trick
Is an illusion
Then how can we say
That life isn't a delusion?
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
They were fake
She always knew
They were liars
She always knew
Someone told her to keep quiet
You're living a life
Pretend that it's all true.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
Those 3 words do not sting the ears
Until a beloved says it in when the galaxy tears
"We'll be apart, I love you dear."
My grandmother said that to me when she was very sick. I never felt the magic of those words before.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
Never ever talk to me
When you are in a sad state
'cause then I'm induced to give you solutions
Which is a big mistake.

In my life
I have minuscule amount of experience
So much I don't know
About the things in my existence
And you come to me
Looking for a solution
But guess what?
Whatever I tell you is just my dillusion

I tell you to go say sorry to that person
But in my life
I would have never apologised for a good reason

I tell you to go and pray to God
But my friend
I don't even believe if there's a God or not

I tell you innumerable things
I never did
I am just a creature
Who, in a bad situation, always hid,

When you lie,
you're listening to me lecture you
When in my life I have never been true.

So come on my friend
I am no angel
Whatever teaching I send
Is always fake
So there is a request to you I make
Before listening to anyone
You should see
If you can spot
Any irony.
on behalf of the ironic people who love to give advises
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