"prepossess" poems
it was raining and I played nocturne
there was the time when I knew you were my tune
to every single melody I composed
each of them kept blooming like a rose
with you, I was brought to a solemn admiration
and an overflowing sentimental emotion
with you, I thought I found guidance
and an utter chance to change
I thought we'd prepossess a rhapsody
and whirled being nocturne
I guess I might execute errancy
love, you said you weren't certain
today, as the love keeps beguiling me
with selfishness towards yourself
I can't cease to adore
and begin having no help
today, the agony sets its own tune
and I guess I may call it nocturne.
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 8:55 AM UTC
When the sun sets, you will ask me if it's beautiful, for your eyes see less saturated colours, and I did swear to myself that I would forever describe the incessant hues and shades to you with love, so long there is sun.
The features on your visage and the butterflies you always leave flying in my belly prepossess me more than colours do, for I could see you whole in black and white then my eyes would still be in awe, my heart would flutter more.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
Stay with me for a short time,
Just for a couple of words,
Just for a couple of smilings,
For a couple of easy nods.
Stay with me for a couple of strophes.
I’ll pour two glasses of wine.
The one that, remember, used to prepossess
You and me both for a while.
Stay with me for a short time
For a couple of sportive jests,
For a couple of bootless guitar accords,
For a couple of stupid shy footsteps.
For a couple of silver-tongued tender breathings,
For a couple of sweet and tremulous words.
Stay with me, please, for a short time,
At least for a couple of epochs.
Jan 23, 2025
Jan 23, 2025 at 4:11 PM UTC