This Love

The itch to love and satiate pride swallowed too long stifles breath without emancipation A tragic capitulation to self Pride, perhaps acerbic, leaves morsels to ruminate and loves to regurgitate coy ceramic dalliances and Venusian masquerades Masked in smiles And toxic This love, These loose granite memories Ductile innocents And hasty lulls These shining sunsets And supernovas Must rest.

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Joe Maverick

Date: 3/8/2024 2:05:00 PM

Be at peace, for all is overcome is what pops Into my thought while reading this.'

Marugu Mo
Date: 3/13/2024 11:12:00 PM

Thanks Joe

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/6/2024 6:30:00 AM

Dear Marugu, You really delve into the complexities of pride and love, evoking profound emotions. Your imagery creates a picture of internal conflict and the consequences of unchecked emotions. Your words show the importance of self-reflection and letting go. This is a thought-provoking poem. - Blessings, Daniel

Marugu Mo
Date: 3/8/2024 6:02:00 AM

Thank you Daniel.