Sunny day outside
cloudy weather inside me...
Extremes of life.
Dawn again,
novel day of the century...
I await your return
for over a millennium...
I squeeze the longing in my chest,
my intimate decomposes
the soul thinks
my heart drowns me...
food getting cold
your reheated steak...
I call your name,
despair resigned...
You don't come, neither
send message...
My insides turned...
I realize you don't feel desires,
and you're not hungry!
All the men in the upper deck
Are after my fragile neck;
For every step of mine, the longest check;
Looking for plans of mine to wreck…
God! Did I their wives’ cheeks peck?
These guys could my body toss into a beck!
Now, on my defensive right hand
Is assaulting gravelly sand
I had sourced from a sympathizing land,
Bearing though A keep Off!” Red Band;
The sand its way shall find into eyes;
While I coolly assemble excusable lies…
What I’m fighting: Antagonisms
From ten hateful organisms.
W-eapons of soldiers
A-re used in the hostile fight,
R-ifles gun down foes.
Form: Haikustic
In aspirations and antagonism
Silently flows lubricity mingled in lack of perception
Experience watches man of energy and tactics
Indebted to senses in real and constant virtue of the senses
Unfolds the beauty of laws
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