Penchant of a Pensive Poetess
Relieve me of this cruel,
Subterranean passion,
Or douse dispiriting reason,
Cast out the angst,
Heart distressed,
Regain your soothing rhythm.
Return to me
Resilience,
Revoke this grim oppression,
Please recall
Lost resolve,
Compel its requisition.
Don’t consign me to
Nor evoke malign surrender,
Be wise, heart of mine,
For luring wind songs
Are the primary cause
Of many a heart’s demise.
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