Love thyself, or thy fate.
that I came unto you, thou are my mate.
To live with you, i do not promise,
in the end, for you i do not care.
your words, your smile, nothing I miss,
a butcher I am, you a sacrifice mare.
your worries, your pleasure eat my time,
your care and love.....i do not bother.
you have collapsed, yet I'm fine.
you've failed, yet i do not waver.
'Might say, my success is for you,
But never yours, my world's mine.
Do not you dare cross me,
'can never see you glee.
"Images of love in the loved,
Voices of dumb can be heard"
all this "love divine" you thought of,
is the sin committed, that's put off.
do not you think of love again,
it is only success for which i remain.
that I came unto you, thou are my mate.
To live with you, i do not promise,
in the end, for you i do not care.
your words, your smile, nothing I miss,
a butcher I am, you a sacrifice mare.
your worries, your pleasure eat my time,
your care and love.....i do not bother.
you have collapsed, yet I'm fine.
you've failed, yet i do not waver.
'Might say, my success is for you,
But never yours, my world's mine.
Do not you dare cross me,
'can never see you glee.
"Images of love in the loved,
Voices of dumb can be heard"
all this "love divine" you thought of,
is the sin committed, that's put off.
do not you think of love again,
it is only success for which i remain.
2 comments:
this is the most insensitive poem i hav ever read
Very expressive poetry at your site. Sincerely, Connie and I like your photos, too.
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