"meliorate" poems
I heeded that you are married
no attribution against you
I the one to rebuke
I could've been a man sufficiently
when you said: man up
I became less a man you yenned
I was dark to scope your worst of love
I blundered to enroll, only love is to rescue
I exclusively thought you had a disease
that you can't breathe in general
though I am envious, but I still say:
God bless you and your remedy
He should be me to rescue you
But I was dark to cognize
affection is the only thing you need to meliorate
I urge I could just turn back the hands of time
Began a fashionable living with you
Instantly that I cognize, you are a love patient
I'll man up, I'll provide sufficiently
I'll satisfy your breathe
Just so, I cognize
you are mated to him
He's better than me, better than anyone else
In him you belong, stay blessed.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
Like the bonnie
Hereditary lines you descend from
You are beautiful
Through cumulative generations
Your estrogenic figure seems meliorate
But that's not what I'm here for
You see I'm here for what's beyond the eye
For I know there are shades of blue beyond those onyx eyes
I desire to engage with your soul
And for your soul to engage with mine
Not in the concupiscence sense
We'll talk about that another time
So Babygirl name your time
Name your place
No obstacles are bound to stop Psyches from attachment
For what I dream we'll have can over every,
and surely create plenty
Babygirl...
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC
With a mouth that only breathe lies
And hypocritical eyes that sees
But chooses to be blind
She possesses the grace of a painter
Manipulating the world in grey
But dotes on herself with impressive colours
let my words be the picture embracing her features
Beautifully deceptive; a charming woman; two faced sister; a sheep as a wife; a daughter that disappoints and a failure as a mother.
Nonetheless she is weakened
Sold so much of her strengths
To the wrong buyers and a price that does her no justice
An art she never fails to meliorate,
I'd gladly name
'A befitting Fault'
Foolish as she is loving
My Darling painter,
You're almost, just as bad as the man you married.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 6:20 AM UTC
If I were to punch you
I would punch your heart straight not akin you did because your wound will surely meliorate!!
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 11:20 AM UTC