I'Ll Be a Statue In Her Heart
I’ll make
my own statue
as a great, great lover,
yet not with bricks,
cement, sand, nor by
hiring sculptors to complete
it in a day, month, or ten years,
nor in a public place
for passersby to see,
for I know cement, bricks,
sand can’t read my great love,
nor do I trust sculptors,
for I know how one
mocked at Ozymandias,
nor in a public place,
for I practically fear of my
statue being littered by crows,
vultures and being wetted by
street dogs,
so I’ll make my own statue,
in all my life, in her heart,
only in her heart,
only with love,
love, love, love —
oozing, soothing LOVE.
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Sept. 14, 2020)
Sept. 11, 2020
COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (8)any form any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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