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Ramon Rivera Poem
Genie, old genie, grant me a wish.
I wish life would get better than this.
For a fortune in happiness,
A lifetime of bliss.
Any life would be better than this.
Dust collecting on the bottle,
My wish so simple, so pure.
Surely it wouldn’t leave me craving more.
Shackles of life,
Ruins in shambles.
You and I are the same—
I, the bottle.
You, the dust.
Trapped.
The feeling of hopelessness and despair,
Trapped by memories
I can no longer outrun.
The loneliness settled like dust,
Covering the dream that once was.
Please grant my wish,
For it is not a long list.
I waited for magic,
I waited for change.
But the dust kept falling,
And the bottle stayed the same.
Copyright © Ramon Rivera | Year Posted 2026
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Ramon Rivera Poem
If you love me, tell me now.
Actions speak louder than words,
Especially when I wear my heart like a crown.
You’re my choice of drug—
Addictive.
Mentally, physically, and emotionally.
You’re the queen of my heart,
No crown needed.
Till death do us part,
But death will be beneath us.
Nothing will ever come between us.
Eyes blue like the Atlantic,
So deep I get lost in them.
My lips on your skin—
What a heavenly taste.
You’re all I desire;
You can call it a sin.
You’re mine, forever and always.
Pull me closer.
I’m in your arms, my love.
All my worries fade away,
Like a cloud on a sunny day.
You’re perfection.
You’re my peace in every storm.
Even on the darkest days,
Your smile still shines through.
Just me and you.
Copyright © Ramon Rivera | Year Posted 2026
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Ramon Rivera Poem
I am a poisoned tree,
and you are my apple.
I made promises to you
that I may never be able to keep.
But above all else,
I pray you never grow
into someone like me.
May the poison end with my roots,
and never find its way into yours.
I’ve had my fair share of mistakes,
but most of all, I hope you turn out great.
From palm trees to gardens,
I’ll spend my life tending your light,
so you’ll always know how to bloom.
I’ll fight my biggest battles
just so they may die with me.
I want your life to be free of pain.
You’re my biggest blessing upon this earth.
If this curse must claim a soul,
let it claim mine—
so that when you take root,
only love will grow.
Copyright © Ramon Rivera | Year Posted 2026
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