All she said was write me a poem...
All she said was write me a poem...
It all started with the simple gesture of checking up on each other on the social media.
And the words you say to me...
For you these words really didn't matter,
They were everyday phrases, sentences and words.
But for me these words gets me going, they are like precious stones.
The onyx, the rubies and diamonds.
Words like how are you? How are you doing today? How was your day?
And the literally end up making my day!
Like the hawker who sold out today, with nothing left in her tray.
Just as a bird freed from its cage to go wild astray!
And then you said write me a poem...
When I thought about it, I knew this was going to be more than a poem!
Because there were a lot of thing I needed to say to you!
But how was I to say these things without sounding awkward and weird?
Could these messages ever be conveyed without sounding fraud and flattering?
Could this result to a scratch on my Mona Lisa?
Or a dent on my Picasso?
Will it make a difference?
And you said write me a poem...
I wasn't going to write this poem,
And overlook those things that matter, Like the glaring fact that you're beautiful.
Cos truly you're beautiful .
Beautiful, like the cool breeze from the ocean body at night.
And the sunrise in the morning!
Like the harmonic sounds produce from a xylophone, the keys and strings.
Like the beautiful paintings of Michelangelo and the sweet poetry of Maya Angelou.
You're beautiful beyond measure! Lovely as a classical orchestra!
Who wouldn't need this beauty?
Who wouldn't want this beauty?
Who would deny it?
Who would own it and desire to trade it?
A wise man will cling to it like an emperor clinging to power!
But a fool...
He will take it for granted after he acquires it!
Because his selfishness won't let him know that a bird at hand worth more than a thousand in the bush!
For I, need it too!
Like an asthmatic patient in a traumatic state needs air!
Just like a pen needs an ink, for without an ink it is an empty vessel!
So as a car without diesel!
I need it like the vegetation and shrubs needs rain!
I need it like the birds of the earth needs grain!
But wouldn't the "it"be a sabotage to this poem, when my allure is about you?
Wouldn't it be Just to say I need you?
When yes! I truly do need you!
And when you said write me a poem...
I wrote you something more than a poem but a poem.
I wrote you an Ode!
But then I ended up spilling my soul to you! When all you said was just write me a poem!
For Lucci! Happybirthday!
This poem is about:
Me
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