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Askia Mohammed Poem
Sweet Jane,
The essense of euphoria, cloud
of confusion
Fooled by your seductions,
indulge in delusion
You betray me,
Trading blissful thoughts you
gave me, for Will
My best friend I knew forever,
and still
Eyes Bloodstained in pain, and
raging until
Sweet Mary,
You carried me away from fury,
from Ill,
in the moment,
Take Me
To the time I spent with you,
dimes I spent on you,
In anguish, when the pollute
clears, I can see and hear,
but only to know, the time I've
wasted
years we've embraced,
Monopolized my night and day
for your own snakish
intentions..
What Trickery..
Though, instead of resistence
and bickering,
I kiss your wet lips, as you dry
mine
The Stress lifts,
Self-realization hits,
the cause of anxiety, and mass
ambition
The Irony,
Our relationship seems to be
teeming/teaming with irony
You Stand for rebellion, but you
enslaved me
Through, at first through lustful
gazing,
Set akindle blushes to your
face,
and to my amazement,
Through pre-adolescent stages,
and justifications,
Became an arranging of a
forbidden engagement,
Between a boy and lady,
Manipulative of love and time..
A Boy's mind..
..One last time...
I Say,
After I set Astray,
To count the days, before I
greet,
Mary Jane.
Copyright © Askia Mohammed | Year Posted 2013
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