"amicus" poems
We don't play dumb because it's not a game and truly very lame.
We don't play blind because a few wants those eyes but if you want to, then pay the price.
We don't play tease because we're not dumb nor blind of the truths that's here.
But if I change my mind I guess it's still and will always be a NO.
I'd build up defenses with no words to throw.
All the obvious has been laid.
Haply stories has to be said.
So this is the battle I should face,
to a place where I'd surely leave a trace.
If the crowd should understand
or if i choose to stay away;
I was too weak to speak and say
but all the decisions are beyond what I can withstand.
I do not hit the blocks just to prove I was right.
because deliberations has been truly my everyday fight.
What takes me aback is rather the truth.
But what scares me more is the possible fruit.
Yet the story that never ends
seems to be a history that never bends.
Now I choose not to be scared.
Vincit Omnia Veritas, Amicus.
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
A sonnet of love to a heart pure as molten ore;
With reasons to be kept captive within thy lovely prism;
Of course, I shall remain marooned on this mysterious shore;
Lest, I sail far away from thy romantic phantasm;
Demons, hell and, prophesies shall rise against us;
For I am the son of the Earth and starry heaven;
Demons, hell and, prophesies shall fall beneath us;
For our love soars beyond the reach of the elderly seven;
Whilst mortals seeketh redemption from the most high;
Thou took me and soared into the wind, on thy wings of love;
Verily, I believe my immortality lies between thy Nubian thighs;
For a life without your gaze is a life worth living no more;
From the Milky Way galaxy to the Pegasus;
To the envy of Zeus, behold, a sonnet to Amicus Meus.
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 11:32 AM UTC