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Renan Feb 12
Knock knock

Who's there?

It’s Greed

What do you want from me?

Money, cars, fame, women…
I want you to want more
The world is open to you
What are you waiting for?

Enough is enough
What use do I have for a lot of fluff?

You should get a mention
For that, you should strive
Those right by the beach
Why settle when you could thrive?

I like my cozy place
Between me and a beach there can be space

Your friends are striving for greatness
Don’t you feel left behind?
You think you have enough
But it’s all in your mind…

Life isn’t a race
Their paths I don’t need to trace

Why stay in a single place?
Isn’t there much to see in this space rock?
Mountains, rivers, beaches and valleys
The wide world will leave you in shock

I’ll see the world when the time is right
I don’t need to rush to see an amazing sight

Your mom is working still
Isn’t that sad to see?
Isn’t it time you repay her?
Why not let her rest in glee?

I lighten her load as much as I can
There is nothing to be done
I try my best
She doesn’t want a hollow son

Why do you not fall to temptation?
What keeps you so strong in your station?

I’m guided by the Lord
Begone Greed
Return to Hell
Return my peace, leave with speed
Took a while to make this one, hopefully the next will come sooner...
Renan Jan 24
Knock knock

Who's There?

It’s Lust

What do you want from me?

I want you to have *** with your girlfriend,
the one that you are cuddling right now
Ravage her body
And make sure her thou

Why would I do so?
Respect to her I owe

All your friends have done it,
Why should you be any different?
They laugh behind your back
Don’t you see it’s urgent?

Why does it matter what my friends have done?
Their mistake is theirs alone

You are already 17,
It's about time you became a real man
You're already late
You should do it while you can

I’m only 17, there is no need to rush
The time will be right, with rings, rice, and such

It will feel good
Why must you wait?
You could have her right now
Your carnal desires you should sate

My desires don’t rule me
Patience is key

Why do you hesitate?
Do you not love her?
Do you not find her attractive?
Her body is yours to conquer

I do love her,
So what we have I will not taint
I’ll wait until the time is right
And for us, I will show restraint

Why do you not fall to temptation?
What keeps you so strong in your station?

I’m guided by the Lord
Begone Lust
Return to Hell
Return my peace, and become dust
Major rework after a horrendous first draft
Renan Jan 23
I am the greatest craftsman there is

I don’t make precious jewels
Neither do I make intricate sculptures from wood or stone
I can’t even wrap my head around paintings
Nor can I claim to understand the inner workings of a clock
I don’t know the basics of baking
Needless to say I can’t go near a beautiful dress

But there is one thing I know how make
A priceless thing at that
People wish they could own it
Yet it often just slips through their fingers

Newborns have it to spare
Foggies are scrunching for more
Kids spend theirs playing and laughing
Adults often wish they had spent theirs more wisely

I’m very good at making my thing
Too bad I can’t sell it for a living
At least I can make it for myself
And give it to the people I care about

But sometimes…
The person I love about can’t give me theirs
They say…
“I don’t have enough for myself,
I don’t have enough for you”

And to that I just want to say…
“Just make more time,
I made time for you
I expected the same in return”
The idea behind this poem is that time is something you make, not something you have.
Renan Jan 23
There is a fence between me and her
Trying to cross it will get either hurt
Ti’s only a wooden fence though
And it still allowed love to grow

We can’t see or touch,
But my love was an axe enchanted with [Robust]
I tried to chop and slash
To only see a little scratch

So I told my love:
“Put on a glove
And strike the fence hard and true
So I can finally see you”

To kiss your lips is my only want
Even while going against my aunt
To move past that we must wait
until we are married if that's not too late

But a ton of nothing I heard
And with my thoughts, it stirred
Did she not love me so?
Maybe our love was faux

It was the next day
But the silence with me stayed
I tried and tried and tried again
But my strength and love started to wane
The idea behind this poem is that long-distance relationships take a toll on people
Renan Jan 23
What day this was
A day of happiness and bliss
Just thrown into the abyss
A warning was a must

What a day this could have been
You would call and I would answer
I would learn you are a good dancer
While I would be folding a jean

If it was for time…
If it wasn’t for 7 long hours away
Things wouldn’t be this way
But I shouldn't wine

At least I saw you on display
But when that punch took you down
In cold sweat I started to drown  
And tears I cannot delay

But I will be who you knew
The person you always loved
The way you always liked
And let it be known that I've always loved you
Renan Jan 23
My mind is a crystal-clear pond
All the dirt has settled at it’s depths

Because from lust and sin, I’ve run away
And oh so far I’ve tried to stay

But you’ve jumped in the pond
And stirred it’s waters

What was clear is now muddled
And lust is back, at full throttle
The idea behind this poem was:
Love is chaotic, and it takes away your peace.

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