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50 · Apr 2020
The sweetest of love
Nelly Apr 2020
All my life, I have read countless novels that have showcased the sweetest of love and now I long for a love that I truly feel does not exist upon this Earth. And to long for something you feel may never be yours is truly tragic, immensely so!.
46 · Apr 2020
Love
Nelly Apr 2020
Love, love, love; tis the greatest gift of all!
Nelly Mar 2020
I will never cry over words
Whilst there are people being sold into *** slavery
I will never cry over words
Whilst there are people battling a terminal illness
I will never cry over words
Whilst faithful wives are being beaten by their husbands
I will never cry over words
Whilst children die before adulthood
I will never cry over words
Whilst there are those going through worst
I will never cry over words
As I am more than those words
But I will cry over those
Who killed themselves over words
42 · Mar 2020
My magnificent man
Nelly Mar 2020
My magnificent man, you have saved me
From the very depths of my despair you pulled me out
Into the sunlight; into your love
You took my hands and held it in yours
Have you fallen in love with me, am I yours?
You took me in your arms, and held me in your embrace
Such love is rare, such love you give
I return this love, because I love thee
I rest my head upon your chest
I am smiling because you are here
I love you, my magnificent man
34 · Mar 2020
Our dear sweet boy
Nelly Mar 2020
They have deserted him
Fled, gone, disappeared
During their emotional distress, they said they needed him
He was but a pillar that held the weight, the weight of their emotional distress
His emotional distress, was however a burden they did not want to not endure
He was alone in the tempest of his emotions, and he ultimately succumbed
In the tempest of their emotions, they had him, they survived.
Alas, the time has come forth, for our dear, sweet boy is now friendless and broken-hearted
This poor heart of his shan’t beat joyously as It once did
Oh, no for despair is all his; for loneliness is all his.
Goodnight world; for this once delightful soul has fled this earth
Now he is lost to us all; the angels weep
Weep all ye weep, for this once precious child is no more
Tis the end of the boy who loved the most but never felt that he was loved at all
Tonight he lays his dear, sweet head upon his pillow
He looks above, God says live, I want you to live.
but God’s voice was but an echo that could not reach those dear, sweet ears.
The remaining remnants of light slowly fade from this eyes
Can you ear that, God’s heart is shattering, my heart is shattering
Sleep devours him whole; the heavens continue to weep
He shan’t wake up no more
The celestial beings above welcome his soul
And now we know; that our dear, sweet boy has finally gone from us all.

— The End —