The Faults In Foul Soul



I stared,  I glared to the love that float

I listened for its swing

I demanded for it to shift

But i did nothing


the beauty was too overwhelming

until passive was active

delution made reaction that delete any realization

senseless and brainless, verily


they said to be or not to be

infact medieval quotes become irrelevant

for narsisstic mind on twentieth century

now is to be and always be


love is irresistable

as for heart is unmanageable

broken heart impose for trivial challange

commitment is presumed to keep balance


Obvious, the faults are in the sullied soul

that guilty for tedious dreams

that resist to stop sleeping in foul

to wake up and smell roses










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