Pharaoh

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I’d treat you like a queen, but what does it mean?
Not a thing, cause I’m new, and you want the old
You tell me nothing even matters, you lie to me
Warmth of your touch… yes, your lie's so bold

Your bright eyes go along your light skin
The sun’s rays reflect off of your soft lips
They beckon me to come and share in sin
You edge closer to me and meet my kiss

Still you leave me for farther oceans and seas
As I wander along the sandy shores of the floor
You visit the pyramids while in Egyptian suites
I’m a lost hieroglyphic, buried, yet abhorred

You are to me, the purest of all beauty
Yet, when your eyes look upon mine
You only see, nothing, my invisibility
Your gorgeous curves are all aligned

Perfectly, within the lovely artistry
Of Gods perfection within his creation
You are the pinnacle of his legacy
The title of angel on the brink of elation

In fact, angels swoon over your statuesque
Physique, you are the Earth and the Air
Blended together to form a new element
This element is named after you, your hair,

Your talk along with the grace of your walk
That defines your blissful bodily function
Your art and the minds you begin to spark
That brings all men into fateful unison

Although you lie to them, and to me
We all still pursue you all the same
In their eyes they see a new thing
I see the girl who needs my last name

However, you hold back your love
You keep it hidden away and safe
I look for it in the heavens above
Because with you I reach that place

You are the reason I open my eyes at night
And explore dreams every single morning
You are the queen who rules with might
I am nothing but a peasant adoring

As you play in my hair and laugh loudly
While we share in time together
I push your lies aside and speak proudly
About how you make me better

Because I am nothing but a poor devil
Who will love you beyond all time
If you were to love me I’d pick up a shovel
Hold it tight, and then bury myself alive

I would sell my entire soul in turn
If it meant keeping you from harm
I would buy a home then watch it burn
If it meant healing all of your scars

I wouldn’t rewrite the entire bible
Just a single commandment of truth
The one about worshiping false idols
Because women should idolize you

You are the reason for everything
I wrote enough poems for books
Each line twisting and turning
Relating back to each side of you

People tell me you can’t express love
As openly to women anymore
I agree, disagree; I don’t know enough
These poems are the blueprint to my soul

These words will never reach you anyway
So let the lovely lies live on
Cleopatra, for you I’ll always pray
Maybe one day, you’ll call me, home.

Comments

Rojas

among othe rstanzas, you hit me teh hardest in the end. the entire poem is beautiful,

and you are a good writer. I love how you are experimenting with punctuation, line breaks, and transitions in poetry.

you are in a good journey to just ONLY getting better.

 

I was very sad at time sat the lines you chose. i feel heartbreak and hope.

this poem gives me more power to believe in people and love.

your references are good, and your images are one to remember.

 

keep playing with analogies because it helps build strong metaphors.

this was my favorite:

"People tell me you can’t express love
As openly to women anymore
I agree, disagree; I don’t know enough
These poems are the blueprint to my soul

These words will never reach you anyway
So let the lovely lies live on
Cleopatra, for you I’ll always pray
Maybe one day, you’ll call me, home."

the last line, specifically.

 

keep posting.

 

best,

rojas

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