As her mind perspires
I'll gladly give her a reason to respire
I'll be your only squire
Treat you like a gentleman from Berkshire
Make those heartbeats higher
Dousing her sorrows
Causing her to perspire
Equidistant of both her lower appendages

I wish my former girlfriends the best
Hoping their life is entangled in pure zest
I'll wear my crest
Proudly and amend
The scratches and tears bestowed upon it
During the forgery of our escapades.

I'll heave out my insecurities
When the galaxy begins to talk to me
Like lifelong friends are supposed to do
A failing state of mind
Is a textbook level bind
That can always end its reign
My, oh my
Has my habits been so vain
Instead of heavy disdain
I'll evoke refrain
To implement the proper change
Expected of me

I vaunt your essence
Verbally so often
I'm a certified boffin
When it comes to ensuring your safety
Many can admire you
But very few can actually love you
The way I do
If at all
If at all...

Please try to cry less
I'll confess
The things that make me inferior
To your gorgeous soul
I'll try to annul
Ways to bifurcate my bad habits
You'll never be omitted from my inhabits
I may seem to care too much
But I never really gave those thoughts a chance
You make my heart dance
Like it was a dance anthem
We don't need a romantic comedy film to explain that

One, Two Four
Life can be a bore
I hardly hear myself snore
If you don't like me, hit the door
You're a tourist, I'm the detour
It's not because my favorite number is four
It's because I have no luck
I am the cement that never leaves the truck
The person that thinks he is decent but really *****
My mind is in a constant flux
If misfortune was normally regular, mine would be a Deluxe
I like game shirts, but I'll gladly wear a tux
My last name isn't Dux
But I like to feel like my situation is rare
I know that statement is bare
With logic
Maybe I should ask the Tajiks

I don't hope for gifts on my Birthday anymore
Just someone to find the cure of childhood cancer
Or somebody Mother or Father to return home from Afghanistan
Remember that this life is not always about me.
Only a few will understand.

In class, my teacher asked me.
"Why should people write poetry?"
and to me, poetry needs to be a need, a power in ones self of mind.
Poetry comes to everyone, with the insight of your life.
To show your feelings, by love, sadness, anger.
WRITE IT DOWN.
It will come to you, words fly by like a dream in the clouds. They disappear in time, so don't forget to WRITE IT DOWN.
Poetry expresses our life.
That's what it means to be a poet writer,
our life is the reason why we should write poetry.
To be an expression of words.