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Micheal Houessou Poem
No qualms how you treat me; I'm just too soft,
And I've got lofty kindness, I'm patient.
But why? You me so hard and so much off,
And leave me ill as a constant patient.
Like I never deserve any fairness?
Or was my day cursed as from birth?
From much liquor, you're of extreme highness.
What's it worth then, if living is for death?
No season to believe any reason,
It's all chaotic dilemma and pain.
you life! For every past mal-season;
What's good to loose all good, would my soul gain?
you agent of , darn and you fate!
If I'm tested too sore, then what is faith?
-Arch Micheal-
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Copyright © Micheal Houessou | Year Posted 2020
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Micheal Houessou Poem
Would thou revile me so much lover dear?
That thou teacheth mine heart to hate at fate?
Would I regret I e'er knew thee or fear?
Art thou mine archfoe or a true fate mate?
Mistaken, thou thought her to be a wife,
Thy hurt by her, a lesson rent perhaps.
Alas! It's all but gaming, what a life;
It's full of odium, pain and cruel mishaps.
She gave to thee of all, none: heart or time,
She swore and plan to sore thee, what disdain.
But thou hast found love, Jophiel for thine mime;
Indeed, found thou a heart and crown to reign.
As learnt of life's forte and thought without end;
That all of life's Worth's in death, live my friend.
Copyright © Micheal Houessou | Year Posted 2020
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Micheal Houessou Poem
Let future days unfold their golden grace,
Where hand in hand, dear Getruth, life feels new;
Two little hearts will fill our shining place,
And wealth will only mirror love we grew.
For you have stood beside me, firm and kind,
Your faith a flame that never fades nor tires;
Through every storm, you held my trembling mind,
And turned my quiet hopes to blazing fires.
So when our vows are sealed as one for life,
And blessings gather ’round our joyful door,
I’ll know that every triumph, every strife,
Was gentler walked because you loved me more.
And in that future bright our hearts will see,
That all I am—Getruth—comes back to thee.
Copyright © Micheal Houessou | Year Posted 2025
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Micheal Houessou Poem
When I see you, every rushing thought grows calm;
Your presence settles softly in my chest.
Your slender grace, your quiet, glowing charm,
It stirs my soul, yet somehow brings it rest.
Your skin, a velvet night in perfect hue,
A richness warm enough to pull me near;
It makes the shyest stars confess their truth
And shine with twice the fire when you appear.
And then your smile, my breath forgets its way,
Your lips curve gently, calling out to mine.
A single glance can shift my night to day,
A touch from you could realign the skies.
So hear me now, with all my trembling heart:
You are the beauty that moves every part.
Copyright © Micheal Houessou | Year Posted 2025
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