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Tyler Oct 2022
to forego grace
for wisdom is
a foolish gambit
Tyler Oct 2022
shh
there is intense intimate power and truth within our whispers

pss !! pss !!
whatcha doing
??
Tyler Oct 2022
she deserves love,
but does she deserve my love ?

my love has been molded by a cruel
world with nursing hands and
blessed by its mystical wandering
quandaries, is it right to allow
her into that tempestuous labyrinth ?
I find that desire is healthy while in the understandment of the desire to let go of everything after that fact

It's like wishing upon a shooting star and not wanting to take away its magic- if it allows me its power I am grateful, if it doesn't allow me it then I let go of its light
and I would always miss its shine
Tyler Oct 2022
your stranger name
is a dangerous
palette cleanser
Tyler Oct 2022
women are like poetry-
they speak profusely profound
in or between their lines,
they can be deep like Hell or
miraculous like Heaven,
and they empower me
greatly to make this love .

my longest poem
titled 'eternity'
has been written
in finding
when to better
understand or to
better surrender
myself to poetry's craft.
and when is it that I would ever find exactly what it is about her that affects me so true ?
Tyler Sep 2022
I deceive myself
with higher truthes
greater
than yesterday;
and as with all
of life's gambits,
strength will
prevail.
Tyler Sep 2022
ego
a haughty morsel
of a king
sees only fools
in their own castle.
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