A little not to Kiri Petro Sino
Some phantasms are like my lovers
Neither faithful nor trustworthy
My memories of them is slippery
Not kind, but phantasms
This left a bad taste in my mouth
Sad as it might seem: I do not sympathize
Not all phantasms were my lovers
I think of them on bad days,
Some are losers, wearing the badge of shame
Not publicize, but hidden like a crouching tiger with it hidden sword:
They hid behind the skirt of their new loves: griping,
They defeats and their regrets in life shows in their everyday life
*Forgiveness is an act of self-love and respect.
- don Miguel Ruiz*
My kind of forgiveness might be an emotion
Its turning that page of my life:
Without reading the Contents to the end smoothed me
Some of my phantasms are my everyday peers
I think of them as lost poets without words
deep with their thoughts: individuals who are
afraid to express themselves to the fullest.
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 11:30 AM UTC
A little not to Kiri Petro Sino
Some phantasms are like my lovers
Neither faithful nor trustworthy
My memories of them is slippery
Not kind, but phantasms
This left a bad taste in my mouth
Sad as it might seem: I do not sympathize
Not all phantasms were my lovers
I think of them on bad days,
Some are losers, wearing the badge of shame
Not publicize, but hidden like a crouching tiger with it hidden sword:
They hid behind the skirt of their new loves: griping,
They defeats and their regrets in life shows in their everyday life
*Forgiveness is an act of self-love and respect.
- don Miguel Ruiz*
My kind of forgiveness might be an emotion
Its turning that page of my life:
Without reading the Contents to the end smoothed me
Some of my phantasms are my everyday peers
I think of them as lost poets without words
deep with their thoughts: individuals who are
afraid to express themselves to the fullest.
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