Marvin Brato Sr Poems

A death...

Is a thing
that happens
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At the very moment we first met,
kindled admiration I immediately felt.
i was enraptured by your dainty countenance,
reckoned by the blaze of your elegant stance.
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Every time I see or meet you on the way
My heart is filled with much felicity
You are like an angel
Who solely came from above to soothe me
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You and I against the world
Is the lingering burden in our hearts
So near physically with each other
Yet so far we can not have freedom
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Is life worth a million,
Or nil at all?

My wife often said
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You sweetly utter my name
But you love another dame

Your love I know
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You said you love me,
But how on earth can it be?
When you are not free,
As you are married, you see!
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You not talking to me now,
Breaks my hearts somehow.
It hurts so much being ignored,
By someone whom I adored.
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Everyone is sort of a poet
If he learns how to appreciate
The myriad sentiments therein
Freely express them from within
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A rhymester inscribes his notions in rhyme,
A versifier writes poetry in metered verses.
Another one does a free verse to write at will,
As a poet I do my own style which maybe bad.
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