I Do Not Know How To Impress An Empress
I am in a mess,
My life is in a mess,
I have no skills, no romance to give,
And much less,
Less than you expect dear,
Don’t be in fear,
And don’t stare at me like if I came from
Alcatraz,
How to impress the empress?
And you are here still standing
For me to give you a nice word,
A poem,
Covered in a dress,
A dress of feelings, emotions,
Smooth touches,
Well organised like a chess
I told you that I am an army soldier,
Who knows nothing about love,
Or feelings, I am designed
To kill
To kill everything that moves around you,
And around me
And I don’t care less,
Sorry they made me that way
They trained me to hate,
To beat, to torture, to beat the hell of you all
And to harass,
Sorry dear,
They made me that way
And I don’t know how to humanise me
And be like you all to feel,
To talk the talk, and do the walk you do all
And love tenderly
And cry like a baby
And when I am hurt,
And stop my beloved caresses me
And my shoulders,
Then breathes inside my ear
Air of love,
Air of tenderness and much more
Oh dear that’s what I love
And that’s what I wish for
But right now I am done and my time is due,
Captain! I am coming,
Yes sir, Yes sir!
Bye my empress!
Copyright © Abder Derradji | Year Posted 2019
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